May 13 we, as Soroptimists, came together to make stars.
In the two hours, we made 40 stars.
A view ladies took ribbon home to fold some more.
At that stage, we had 110 stars folded.
Up to date, we are at 200 and there are still in the making.
There are dangers in New Zealand we can’t predict.
Nature works on its own.
Sea, wind, rain, storms, earthquakes, cyclones…
Today I went shopping in one of our supermarkets.
The entrance looked like this!
This looks dangerous!
Here the walls of the shop are strengthened to protect it against strong earthquakes.
Look out! This week’s challenge is about the unexpected thrill of danger: says Michelle W
Earth Day is near! This week, let’s celebrate this planet on which we live.
On the way from Wellington to Nelson.
Flying back to Wellington.
Windmills on the hills.
Mother earth has so much to give.
Do we really appreciate?
Autumn is upon us here in New Zealand.
Leaves are changing colour.
With the warm days and lots of rain,
toadstools came out
showing off their colourful heads.
Trompie had his last haircut before the cold is upon us!
This morning everything is foggy.
From my doorstep.
We are expecting
It is already battering the Northern part of the North Island
and is slowly moving down south to us.
We are warned to stay inside,
have our emergency bags ready.
The next 48 hours is going to be tricky to everyone.
Winds of up to 160km p hour are expected and Lots of rain.
I had been looking forward to the Conference and to visit Nelson in the South Island of NZ since last year. The week before I had to go, I became ill with bronchitis. I still wasn’t well on the Friday of our departure. It was cloudy and the weather report expected rain during the weekend.
I had a wonderful weekend. My good friend and I stayed in a motel about ten minutes walk from the Conference centre. We walked the Friday evening to register and a get -together to meet other members.
From the motel doorstep.
I did not attend the Saturday morning session because it was raining and I did not want to get wet.
The conference goers were taken into Nelson city by double decker bus. Nelson is known for its Saturday market.
My friend and I had a good lunch before the afternoon session.
The afternoon session was interesting.
We had a formal dinner Saturday evening.
Sunday was time for proposed remits and round off of Conference.
Sad to say that our return home did not go as we had planned. We missed our flight! Lucky for us we got two seats on a charter flight.
We were glad to be back that afternoon.
This week, share your take on “dense” — you could focus on a natural landscape like I did, or take the theme in a different direction, from a sweaty crowd at a rock concert or a busy avenue during rush hour to a fresh loaf of bread, waiting for someone to take the first bite.
Says Ben Huberman at-
Last weekend I had the opportunity to fly from Wellington, NZ North Island to Nelson NZ, South Island. It was very cloudy when we left Wellington.
THE ROAD TAKEN
Life is like a road. Sometimes an endless uphill one, or an open, straightforward road. Sometimes there are bumps and sometimes smooth as velvet or silk.
The road I had taken in my early years of teaching and then marriage had lovely open ways but also many high mountains to cross. Lucky for me I had an excellent Driver during hard rides.
My first twenty-six years I went with the family flow. School, studies and for four years after qualifying I had the opportunity to be at home with my parents.
1972 I spread my wings and took the road to Potgietersrus today Mokopane. I had thirteen good years there. Love bit me, and my wedding followed. I moved to Secunda. My marriage route was most of the time fantastic but, the road wasn’t smooth at all at the end. After thirteen years in Secunda, I packed my car again and followed the road back to Potgietersrus.
Another thirteen years went by until my next big move to Upper Hutt. The road to New Zealand was also not plain sailing at times. In 2010 I had to travel back to South Africa because my permanent Residency did not come through in time. Going back gave me another opportunity to take the road, by bus, through Botswana and Zimbabwe again. I could also take a trip down memory lane to where I grew up.
Today after being in Upper Hutt for eight years I don’t think that there will be another move again.
One never knows where your life road goes. Trust is very crucial when one takes an unknown road/way…
Nou het ek darem n pragtige prentjie in my kop van Toortsie met haar plakkies aan!
Die beesmissies peul tussen haar tone.
Spatsels missies tot hoog teen haar bene op.
Gaan loer hier wat sy aangevang het:
Hier in NZ was die eerste woorde aan my toe ek gaan kyk het hoe die plaas lyk
waar ek moes “boer” vir twee weke.
“Bring your gumboots. You’ll need them.”
Nou ja, my antwoord daarop was:
“I don’t own gumboots!”
Geen probleem, hier is genoeg.
Daar sal n paar wees wat jou pas.
Ek was party dae dankbaar dat n paar my gepas het.
Party dae was dit net water, modder en natwees buite.
Hier is n deel van die waterskoene wat beskikbaar was.
Humans love naming things — look around you, and I bet you’ll see dozens of names. This week, take a photo of one!
Big Mac and Angus Burger
Wednesday, December 14, last Afterschool Care and PARTY.
After the party, the children had to divide into groups and prepare a dance or act.
The director and judge starting the music.
The best act was these two girls.