"let your boat of life be light, packed with only
what you need - a homely home and simple pleasures, someone to love and someone to love you,
enough to eat and enough to wear
and a little more than enough to drink:
for thirst is a dangerous thing"

Wednesday 27 June 2012

a long weekend in the mountains

I bet you were wondering what had happened to me?  Well, I hope you missed me?? What a wonderful long weekend we had at Rusty Gate. It was almost a year ago that we spent a weekend there to celebrate Dalene's 50th and we needed no excuse for another weekend in the mountains.
The 51 year old Cretin and her Spawn in beanies
(pretty Cretin, pretty Spawn)
da Brudder and da Wif at da Fire that burned continuously for 3 days
Cousins (and Ally) chilling on the swing
Kelly and Ally chilling on the swing

They had a fire at Rusty Gate about 2 months ago.  You can see the devastation but
when walking it is so amazing to see all the new greenery coming through
Rolling hills and awesome clouds


Awesome hills and rolling clouds
and an unused swimming pool
It was far too cold to swim or use the foofy slide this year
(next time)
Rob and Nanna stepping out
Me and 2 of me three
(Me (and we) missed you Matthew)
(very muchly)
No work on Friday and I arrived back home on Monday at lunchtime. It has been non-stop action since then, this is the first time I have a moment to catch up on some blogging and taken a look at my photographs.  Nic left this morning for Pretoria (via Bob's farm and Kimberley for two nights).  He has been lucky to get an internship at a big law firm in Pretoria for two weeks.  Gareth leaves tomorrow morning for 3 weeks overseas for work, so for the first time ever, I am left "home alone" with the my usual "faraway child" Matthew now being the closest one to Cape Town.

A song for them.  Maybe a bit of a sad song but I am not sad.  It is just one of the most beautiful songs I have heard in a long time.  Hope you like it.  (I know Hope will?)


When there's no one here in the tryouts 
Who will live through your first day's trial 
Of confusion when your faint and crooked smile 
Had to leave 
When you're painted like a warrior 
Though you know it's a raining war 
When the first who spoke, but wasn't really sure 
Was your heart 
Your fear of the leading light 
If they are with you and your heart won't fail 
To see through a fearless eye 
And know that danger finally goes away 
Still you're trying 
But there's no leaving now 
With your quiet devotion 
To be lost like your child again 
Claim forever is a close and honest friend 
To your ways 
Will there be time to harvest rivers 
That for so long refused to grow 
All the little things you need to build a home 
For your love 
Your fear of the leading light 
If they are with you and your heart won't fail 
To see through a fearless eye 
And know that danger finally goes away 
Still you're trying 
But there's no leaving now


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