Yesterday was Waitangi day. New Zealand's national day and a public holiday. It is also or would have been or is, the birthday of my first son, who if he was still with us would have been 20 years old. Unfortunately he did not even make it to one year old. This is a sad thing that happened and is past, please do not feel bad for me, I have three brilliant sons now and appreciate them so much. Anyway I decided to spend the day doing things I enjoy and put off all those other little jobs for another day
My eldest son needed to be dropped off at his friends very early as they were going to work in a Vineyard. Which is a whole other story. So there I was in the garden at 8am pottering around in the cool of the morning. Any other time here is just way to hot. I had a great time, I love gardening.
I had a very late breakfast on the veranda in the cool, enjoying the view of our tidy garden..jpg)
Then I spent the rest of the day sitting in the shade sewing and listening to a play from the BBC radio 4 website. Perfect.
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