Lucky Fish

My sister and her beloved are setting sail in November for a year long trip around the world.

They have just started a blog on 'sailblogs' a journal as they begin their adventure. This is the link if any of you are interested in following them from port to port!

http://www.sailblogs.com/member/luckyfish/

We had a fun day today as family gathered around to help them strip and clean 'Blue' in the dry dock...and then tired and sunburnt we had a wonderful fish barbeque next to the water just as the sun set...

Picture Perfect ~ Week # 1 Competition ~ Seasons Colour

We are in Competiton mode on Picture Perfect

here is the LINK for all the inside info

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The theme this week is

SEASONS COLOUR

I kept the float for months

after you had gone

knowing your breath

was still inside

Hughey and Senga

the neighbourhood watch

undercover dog

you called, madam?

Swimming with Dragonflies

They buzzed around the pool skimming the water and occasionally taking a dip, the dragonflies settled on nearby flowers in between flights. They seemed to alternately dodge and attack each other in midair and then swoop down and hit the water with lightning speed.

As I settled on my bright orange lilo they became more and more interested in me, circling lower and lower and eventually settling on my big toe, or a knee...once they had made that their mark they came back to it time and time again, landing with feather-like softness just barely felt. They buzzed around my hair and I could hear their gossamer wings click and crackle in my ear before they zoomed off.

I managed to steady the lilo and took a chance with the camera (you know..on water!), and then wondered if they would sit on my hand. I held my fingers aloft and sure enough, within a few minutes I had become a refuge for dragonflies!

They posed and I clicked...

Happy Birthday Nic

4th July 2009

Dearest Nic,

The day you were born has all the clarity of some recent event and not one which occurred early one winters morning 25yrs ago.

Memories of bringing you home and Jonathan asking if you spoke Afrikaans or English? Of your hair which stood straight up as though you had been born with your finger in an electrical socket with the widest smile on any kid. Jess and Jono carrying you on their backs around the garden when you cried (or made the slightest sound), sometimes for hours.
You started kicking a soccer ball as soon as you could stand and as I write this all the memories of you on some sports-field or swimming pool somewhere, making me proud... all come rushing back.

Do you remember playing in the Lourens River when we lived in Somerset West? Riding your bike into the garage door and putting your bottom teeth through your lip? Playing cricket on the back lawn and all the windows which were broken in the process? Your nursery school years..your high school graduation...and all the sad and happy times in-between?

Perhaps now, I do have to stand on tippy toes to put my arms around your neck, and feel your cheek now roughened with stubble. The little boy I fed in a high chair or the baby whose nose I wiped may no longer be visible to others, as you stand tall and proud with a host of accomplishments at your back. However the vulnerable tender hearted child within will always remain glaringly evident to me, as the wide open road and endless horizons beckon and lead you forward.

I love you so much my boy and Im beyond proud of you..have a wonderful, wonderful day!

Mom x