Monday January 4th 2010
Now if you could just throw this for me.
The markets were great, combined we made about $120 so we were both really happy. Meeting some great characters was also a highlight. A little boy from Zimbabwe caught our eye, part of a family with three stunning children. I also caught up with a colleague from a school I worked at last year and had a fabulous gossip. Initially it looked like rain as you can see in the pics but it held off and was quite warm.
While I was at the markets I wrote some poetry, this is one about my mum.
Her dream is to paint watercolours.
However until the weight shifts from her shoulders it will remain just a dream.
A paradise hovering within her possession, not yet just hers.
Dolphins glide under the surface of the islands lake, eagles soar high in the sky watching intently.
Her visualisation of her perfect future will bring it to fruition.
Aunty Lolo and her daughter Lyndal came for dinner and Smudge got some good retrieving exercise in and spent a lot of time flaked out on the floor. Spider was more subdued showing his maturity but investigated Lolo’s bag and her boots that I am borrowing for hiking.
Smudge and Lolo.
Smudge and Lyndal.
It’s another day for a hike and I am off to Molongolo Gorge, should be some wildlife and nice pics too.