Reward

Bean got a bone.

She is such a good dog, waiting to be told she can pick it up.

And then she’s off….see the extra.

One happy girl.

Meanwhile I’m cutting grass again, ahead of the next forecast spell of rain. It feels like the wettest spring since I moved to NZ in 2008. It’s just as well I am retired and have plenty of opportunities to fit property maintenance into the dry periods.

Once it starts raining there is a lovely list of indoor tasks to tackle: make marmalade, mayonnaise, meringues, mince pies and maybe chicken soup.

The dream is living up to expectations. And more…