Week Plus

Golly where does the time go?  Last Tuesday vanished somehow after receiving a call from my my late father's younger brother.  Uncle N and Aunty B live in Aus but are visiting NZ to catch up with family. Passing through Havelock on their way to Nelson, they hoped to catch us en route.

I'd not seen N since Dad died 14 years ago - I could however recognize a family member from the other end of town... walks like my grandfather, looks like my grandmother... Lovely to see them and share a meal in a local eatery.

Wednesday was a day of heavy rain (we got 88mm - about 3.5 inches) which we only partly escaped by going over to Nelson where I had an interview to be 'apprenticed' as a Pilates teacher. The course starts next February and I will be on it.

Thursday was also a day of rain but we charged into Blenheim to pick up some of the materials for building a potting shed.  I have dug all the holes for piles and we got those cemented in over the weekend. 

Friday however was a blip in shed building as I got to address the glazing part of the pottery taster course I'd lucked into here with a fabulous teacher. I'm falling in love with clay.  It is so fun to work with, so 'not entirely predictable' in its results.  My cheese platter curled. Not what I'd envisaged but the teacher is talking two firings of glaze to get some lustre on a small crack in the curl I'd made for a handle on it - a bit like Japanese way of making a feature of an imperfection.

Since Friday we have got the shed subfloor built, had a visit of two days from a nephew, his fiancée, and her Mum (who lives in Spandau and is on her first visit to NZ), and planted out 48 pumpkin plants grown from saved seed (in addition about 2 dozen already established and spreading their green-ness across our cleared land). ..might have overdone the pumpkins🤔  Oh well, I will have a koha* resource.

Scully seems to have been on holiday for a week. I should be howling. When I'm away she sits at the caravan and wails.  Our return is greeted by prolonged energetic excitement, wriggling, tap-dancing, face licking (attempts) and rolling over for tummy rubs. When I told Mr B I would have to greet her return with excited wiggling and rolling on my back he wanted to know if I was going to lick her face.

Hmmmm...

Corn is coming on

ends at our place...still haven't found the gold

Oh and we had our first meal of our own new spuds yesterday.  

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