The second First Friday of February Five Word Friday

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30 BELOW – A LITTLE COLD !!!!!

THE SECRET DIARY OF A CHURCH OF ENGLAND VICAR’S WIFE is one of my favourite blogs to read. Today she said she has noticed decreased blogging activity both on her site and those of her own favourite reads. If you get a chance, give her a bit of a click and check her out.

I know that applies to me a bit – but then – it is 30 Below – a little cold

Tuesday, a few of us are going to see 80 for Brady and dinner after, and fortunately the weather probs are actually 4C – not 30 Below- a little cold

Our own Rodent in Residence, Wiarton Willie did not see his shadow, so an early spring?? then not 30 Below – a little cold.

Though some do say he is new at the job so may be inexperienced in…

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Five Word Friday

Misery added to Misery

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It’s Friday here in New Zealand and the first Friday of the month.
So please join me. No lightheartedness today..
My five words? –
MOTHER NATURE’S SHAKING HER SKIRTS

Following the trials and tribulations of the recent devastating floods in the north of the North Island, we hear today that an earthquake occurred in the same area. We understand that this was a short, shallow quake at 4.8 on the Richter scale but this is enough to make even the strongest, most positive person feel they would like to throw up their hands and walk away.

Auckland is less than 400 kms from us, and here we sit in brilliant sunshine at 25 degrees.

This is very strange because it is an acknowledged fact by those of us who live here, the weather is always better in the north. But it hasn’t been this year and the results are obvious…

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Oh dear, what has Canada done now?

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Wewent to see the Lost King”. These words are from the previous post, by my co-blogging partner JB. I love history and whilst I do not learn large amounts I do retain tidbits, making me one of those who recounts a lot of useless information at the drop of a hat.

The previous post by JB recounts the search for the lost remains of King Richard 111 the last Plantagenet King of Britain. Fascinating. The only missing historical body I know of, is that of Samuel de Champlain, known as the Father of New France (Quebec). He died Christmas Day in 1635. And I first learned that in a Louise Penny novel, her sixth, titled Bury Your Dead.

Well, enough about historical trivia. Today I want to address an article in THE GLOBE AND MAIL, a large Canadian Newspaper. Not an article but a letter to the editor.

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The Day That The Rains Came

From a very wet Wellington

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Photo by Olivia Basile via unsplash

We have had no rain here in Wellington for the past couple of weeks we have been enjoying long hot summer days sitting outside with a glass of cold wine or a G&T well into the evening

But on Friday morning, Mother Nature decided to let us know who was in charge and the skies opened and the rain poured down.And all that day and the next it continued. The gardens all appreciated the rain but not so those still on holiday. You may have seen on your local television the floods that have been hitting the upper North Island. Chris told me she saw it on her news.So, what we’ve had in Wellington is the tail end of that storm.

Today has been mainly dry and hopefully, that will give those people who have been flooded out of their homes time to sort…

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Socialising on Sunday

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I have written before about some poems I have read that see that seemed to have been written just for me. This poem by James Rainsford is a particular one:

“Please put down that bookyou’re reading now
and gently close its pages.
So no harm shall come to damage its cold thoughts.
Look up. Please, look up and see
what little there is left of mewhere you felt loved.

© James Rainsford – Author, poet, photographer.

I often think about that poem and hear my late husband’s voice each time.How many times did I hear words like that in the 41 years we were together?

Today, I had lunch with friends in their garden on a lovely summer Sunday.I commented on how good the garden was looking. 18 months ago there was no garden when they moved into their new house, just hard-packed earth, mostly clay,that had been compounded…

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A BOLT OUT OF THE BLUE

A lovely Summer’s s day here in NZ. A quiet cup of coffee in the sunshine was disturbed by Breaking News. Our Prime Minister is resigning.

Jacinta Ardern, the Darling of the world press, and many of its leaders and politicians will resign “no later than February 7” The announcement was received by the general population here with shock and some might say, disbelief. There had been no indication to the Hoi Polloi of this before the announcement. She made the announcement today in Hawkes Bay and at the same time announced the date of the General Election as October 14th.

Now we have the usual jockeying for the position as Leader of the Labour Party following Ardern’s decision.

There’s nothing more for me to add. Just

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JB Wellington, New Zealand, Jan 19, 2023

Summer in Wellington

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“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.”
Roger Miller, Singer, songwriter, & actor
1936-1992

Another Christmas has come and gone, another New Year’s Eve celebration followed it as always, and has also passed and now we are getting back to the everyday life that we know.

All the festivities and fun are great.  It’s always good to catch up with friends and family and what better time than at Christmas and New Year?  But don’t you feel rather flat when the day has passed, the friends have left for home and things are really no different than they were on December 24th?  If like me, you were lucky to receive some gifts and now you have a few more ‘things’ to find places for, you will be adding the fact that you have friends and family who care to your Gratitude List.

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FIVE WORD FRIDAY

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FIVE WORD FRIDAY, ON SATURDAY

The celebrations, activities, and festivities continue here for a couple of weeks after Christmas Many people take their annual leave at this time, so offices have only a skeleton staff and some retailers change their opening hours.

The town is quiet and fairly free of the usual hum of cars, pedestrians, and shoppers.

So I find it difficult to keep track of the days. And that’s my excuse for writing this post a day late.

Now what else to write about. Our lovely summer has come to a grinding halt. We have had rain almost continuously for the past three days. Friends came for lunch on Thursday but we couldn’t eat outside as we had done on previous days. But because PollyAnna is alive and well in Wellington, the upside is our gardens all needed the rain and I haven’t had to go out and…

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Don’t say goodbye…..

Wise words for 2023

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I’ve read a few posts where a resounding goodbye is made to old 2022, then door firmly shut and an optimistic face put forward.

I was thinking about that this morning in the bumbling about way my mind works, and it occurred to me that slamming the door on the old year, as one might on an old relationship might not be wise.

There are things I treasured about this year; events, people, lessons learned, and lessons relearned.

I don’t want to even forget about the difficult things, from which we learn and grow.

I sort of just want to gently shut the door, and give thanks.

This bit below says far more clearly my own thoughts.

Vedanta Kesari means ‘Lion of Vedanta’ and is a cultural and spiritual English monthly magazine published by Sri Ramakrishna Math, Chennai

No matter what you believe in, or do not believe in, (and…

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If Wishes were horses..

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‘All beggars would ride’

Comes that time of year when Resolutions fly fast and furious and may or may not be Wishes.

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I was about eight years old when my teacher made the quote about horses and wishes, and it stuck with me. Probably because it had made perfect sense, although I did not fully understand the implications.

I saw this posted today on Darlene Foster’s Facebook (she of the Amanda Adventure series). I don’t know who Butterfly Sand is, but I know enough about Darlene that she understands the importance of ‘our hands’. You know the doing part.

We can plan, we can hope, we can wish.

But it all goes for nought without the doing.

Here we are, JB and me. Partners in A World Apart, living on opposite sides of this globe. That’s us a year and a bit ago when we…

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