“when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.” Kenneth Grahame ‘Wind in the Willows’
on the journey
…the tide was out, and I was fascinated by the different colours and shapes under the town bridge.
The agony of the world
impacts us all
ocean waves pounding the land
eroding grain by grain
the beaches of our lives
until only the bedrock
of our beliefs remains
Multitudes, multitudes, in the valley of decision!
for the day of the Lord is near…Joel chapter 3
A bit of artistic license on the old snooker hall in Whanganui…
For those who have been interested, our kitchen renovations are moving along…
…we are definitely going to need that holiday.
Quite a mixture today – poured all night, meeting in the morning, and then some more work on the kitchen – plus a visit from the technicians to update our HRV system. By 3 o’clock there was some clear sky so we were able to take Bert for a walk. Think we’ll sleep well tonight. Fascinated by textures on our walk so I’ve shared a few with you…
Things moving on in the kitchen – trying to get finished before we go away…
…and a little Camellia I planted welcomes the coming spring.