You might remember Seth, he’s been living in and out of hospital for a while. He’s been having chemo therapy and fighting hard to beat leukemia. I’ve blogged about him a few weeks ago and asked you to register for bone marrow donation. That’s what he needs….
Archives for August 2008
So what do you do when you’re loved one goes away? In my case I clean the house from top to toe in an effort to keep busy.
Yes, I know coming from the ultimate independent woman. I too can be touched by loneliness. Thank goodness I had the bassets to keep me company. And plenty of cleaning to do too. The chicken house had extra spit and polish on this occasion. …
We don’t favourites in our house when it comes to bassets. Oh alright we do. We have a favourite big basset and a favourite little basset and that about covers off all the favourite types of bassets there can be.
Each has their own big or little personality. Fortnum has the greatest ability to get his face to tell a tale and Mason is the greatest house terrorist sniffing out anything there is to be claimed as his own….
Today I screeched my brakes bringing the traffic to a halt. All this in honour of a family of ducks. The cutest, fluffiest, most chaotic family of ducks.
I can tell I wasn’t popular with the drivers in the vehicles behind me. Screeching to a halt, hazard lights on. Probably from their point of view for no reason at all….
I’ve had a busy executive day today and failed to take my camera with me so for the first time in a long time I’m out of photo blogging material. Sharp intake of breath – I know!
I wished I’d had my camera as there were so many things I could have shared with you today about my exploits in Wellington. Here’s 5 of the potential sights you could have seen, if only…… …
I thought this picture summed up well how things are around here right now. Wet, muddy and ducks have arrived. Yes, it’s raining again. Really raining.
Some parts of New Zealand have had 3 months rain in two days. That’s pretty wet in anyone’s book….
Here’s a view I see daily on my commuter run. It’s the view from the Maymourn station. You get some amazing mists across the valley but the purpose of this picture is to show you more of the storm damage.
Now look close. On the top of the hill, a pink haze half way along. See it. Good. …
Our water table flowed over again today. Yes, frankly a miserable cloudy rainy day. I have however come to accept that there is no point pining for a long walk with the dogs in the spring or for the gorse to have dried out sufficiently to burn. Nor that it’s always better outside.
You just have to get on with it indoors. So, time to finish that book, bake that cake for office morning tea tomorrow and to start the spring clean of the wardrobes in the hope for a new Spring/Summer collection….
I was contemplating a post about the Olympics which has been capturing our attention for the last two weeks. Forming thoughts about the medal winners, the ceremonies, the spectacles, the glories.
Every time I think of the Olympics, I also recall the nightmare of my assignment in my degree on the “Five Ring Circus” politics and sociology of the Olympic games. What, you might think! …
We get very few visitors. It’s not that we don’t have friends on neighbours to call it’s just so darn far for most people to come and for our neighbours they are engrossed in their own piece of paradise to be bothered with us.
Imagine the excitement when someone who I don’t know came visiting. Turns out it was Rose who lives behind our neighbours Jim and Kathleen. She was looking for her missing cat. A sad tale – gone missing for 6 days now. Not hopeful for a return but I scoured the barn for him….