Housekeeping

Babysitting a child with an ear infection who knows how to entertain himself.  With the ear infection he's a little off colour and not up to Games with Granny, although sick or not he still beats me at card games.  And the whole family beat me at Scrabble last night.  Luckily they're a small family, only three of them, so I don't feel utterly brainless.  Fourth is only just out of the medals.

So here I am in Taranaki, in New Plymouth this time, my only duties keeping the fire stoked and checking on the child occasionally.  The perfect day for some housekeeping.  I decided I'd do some blog housekeeping and went through the list of blogs I've followed for the past ten years.  So many of my favourite bloggers are no longer active.  Most who have stopped just abruptly disappeared.  Here one day, gone the next.  So like life.  

Just outside the kitchen/dining room window where my daughter and her family are living while their new house is being built, is a gully with lots of beautiful big, trees which are attractive to several different birds.  It's hard to imagine such a quaint and quiet street with a stunning bush outlook so close to the city.  Practically in the CBD.  Of course, it's been here a long time.

Earlier today, there were so many birds flitting past that when I caught a flash out of the corner of my eye, I thought the floaters had returned. I had them a while ago.  Apparantly, a lot of people have them and learn to ignore them but I found them very disconcerting and had my eyes checked out by a specialist.  All good.