Already it seems like ages ago but it was only a week or so ago that we had more rain. More heavy rain. One night we drove into town through pouring rain to watch Georgia perform in a school concert.
Heather commented that if it kept up like that we might have trouble getting back home. But luckily the creek came up over the road and went back down again during the time we were in town.
Last weekend all sign of the flooding had disappeared when Georgia accompanied a friend and I on a walk around the farm. Like the outfit? Remember back when a pair of pants around your head and a piece of material around the waist could transform you into a princess or a super model? Shame you can't see the high heeled boots, they really set the outfit off beautifully.
The next day the girls and I went to vist a niece and her new baby. Ahh, that new born baby smell, there's nothing quite like it.
We took a detour on the way home to see the new mural on the public toilets in Maungaturoto. I was really impressed and thankful that I'd heard about them while attending a funeral during the week. Yes, well you might wonder at the strange topic of conversation at a funeral. I can't say anything nasty about the person who told me because I have her booked to speak at my funeral. I mean it, Jo.
Other news while I've been missing - Georgia and I have had our second batch of chickens hatch out today. The first batch appeared while I was down the East Cape so today's hatching felt like a "first" for me. Here's one of them in Georgia's small hand, they are bantams so the chicks are really tiny.
And here's the two that hatched three weeks ago. They have grown so quickly.
I'm afraid I have a long way to go before I master chook photography.