Rainy days

This week we got some much needed rain!!!  It has topped up our house water tank and given the thirsty garden a much needed refreshing drink....

 

...this was such lovely light between showers...

 

 

...even an ethereal rainbow to add to the garden magic.

The days are very autumnal now we have the living room fire going to keep us cosy in the evenings.

I did think I should have a swim in the sea at the weekend! I did and it was freezing! but very pretty with mountains in the background tipped with snow .  I do think it will be my last sea dunk for the summer.

The man of the house and I had to go into Invercargill during the week so we enjoyed  the Estuary walk while the sun was shining ...there were so many birds,

 

...sometimes we see little Kingfishers but not this time.

 

quite a few black swans.

 

A Blue Heron on a stealth mission!

 

some waddling ducks leaving tracks through the mud!  

 

The walk takes you along a track with native vegetation and views of the estuary then out onto a board walk over the water...I love it!

 

Sunbathing Spoonbills.

 

This morning I ran out of my peppermint cleaning paste so whipped up another batch and for the first time made up some of the spray cleaner....these are very quick to make up with inexpensive , environmentally friendly ingredients and they smell wonderful.

 

...this is the recipe 

 

 

After a lot of domestic exertion, preserving spaghetti with our tomatoes, cleaning windows, cleaning the bathroom and preparing dinner an afternoons painting with a lovely friend was the order of the day!

 

 

 

 

I'm really liking stamping over the painting....

A lovely afternoon.

HOUSEWORK

Dust if you must but wouldn't it be better

to paint a picture or write a letter;

Bake a cake or plant a seed or ponder the 

difference between want and need.

Dust if you must but there's not much

time with rivers to swim and mountains to climb, 

music to hear and books to read

friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must but the worlds out there

with the sun in your eyes, the wind in

your hair; a flutter of snow, a shower of

rain.

This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must but bear in mind old age 

will come and it's not kind.

And when you go- and go you must you 

yourself will make more dust.

It's not what you gather, but what you 

scatter that tells you what kind of life

you have lived.

(author unknown)

Have a happy week.

x