Saturday wasn’t a good day.
I was trying to juggle to much.
Trying to be a good mother to all ages and stages.
Trying to be a peacemaker.
It didn’t work.
I just ended up in the middle of it all and was an emotional mess for the rest of the day and the night.
Mahalia took Olly for a ride.
Anson took Shanni hunting.
Tim & Azzan went fishing off the rocks and caught dinner later in the arvo.
Cat & Leeann went fishing in the dinghy once they had put the yachts away.
They cooked theirs on the beach.
Cat & Leeann left just after 9am on Sunday morning.
Leeann had to get back for work.
It was a glorious day and they made very good time across the Straits.
Love the path in the water that ‘Vision’ made as it motored out the bay.
I curled up in front of the fire and read my book for most of the morning.
Shanni went around to Bush Inn to meet up with Kristina who walked around from Waterfall Bay.
She was meant to take possum traps to her but forgot them.
So Tim, Halia & Azzan drove around in the truck with them and then did the trapline with her.
When Tim got back he had to make a phone call.
There was talk of a picnic up the hill but Tim talked for so long we weren’t sure what was happening.
We all had lunch while we waited.
Finally he came out and we all got ready to go up and find the sunshine.
I boiled up some sausages from the freezer, grabbed some tomato sauce, lemonade, & matches.
It was freezing outside so we headed up the hill in the Terrano instead of the farm truck – didn’t need built in air-conditioning
It was lovely up there – a glorious afternoon.
It was so clear when we first arrived we could clearly see Kapiti Island to the NE.
But too cloudy to the NW to see Mt Taranaki
Tim towed the children up the airstrip on the skidder board, then Mahalia got towed around the yards.
There was a bit of indecision as to where to have the bonfire.
Had to be in the sun but out of the chilly breeze.
As Tim drove about the yards the children were skylarking.
Finally the right cormer was found.
There were lots of fantails flitting about as we lit the fire.
They are such cute wee birds but they don’t stay still long enough to photograph – I was lucky to catch this one!
Tim brought up an old tin bucket and soon had a very smokey fire burning.
Then we were cooking
Nothing like a smokey sausage with lashings of T-sauce!
Afterwards there was some skipping.
Mahalia skips well alone but Azzan needed the girls to turn the rope for him.
‘Just hold it like that Shanni!!“
Now I can do it
Nothing like a bit of feed and then a rest in the sun on a Sunday arvo.
Anson & Marah came up to join us.
(too many photos so will split this entry in half)