Colonial Knob

This is one of the perennial favourites.
Yesterday was a beautiful late autumn day. We did the walk in the reverse order to normal and general consensus was it was much better. To begin, a shot of the bloggeur reflected in the information board.
The lower parts of the walk go through stands of bush. Here is a young nikau by the boardwalk down by the old reservoirs.

A steep climb leads out onto open farmland. To the north is a good view over Porirua, its harbour and beyond to Plimmerton with Kapiti in the far distance.

The track heads south with a different perspective of the windmills at Makara. If you look carefully you can see snow capped peaks in the Kaikouras (on the South Island) behind.

At the summit we rested for a drink and bite to eat. Andy looks like he is contemplating the downward track (possibly).

I like the vegetation by the track. This is a lovely little fern, possibly a Blechnum (I’m hoping Jeneane will correct me if not).

Then it’s all downhill. The tracks descends along a ridge with the northern suburbs of Wellington visible in the top right.

35 Years!

(And it don’t seem a day too long …)

In a time and place far away, two young people got married in the spring time of the year and of their lives. (15th May 1976 in Crowthorne, Berkshire, UK).
Now in the autumn of the year and of their lives they celebrate and wonder at the secret of their longevity. As with most things they can’t agree but look at their two children as proof that they must have done something right.
So after lunch at La Cloche we headed down to Lyall Bay for Sam to look at houses and for a stroll along the beach.
Here’s to the next 35.

Mothers' Day

It being Mothers’ Day today, the children organised a high tea for Noreen. She has been very busy lately, even by her standards, and has had about four nights with little sleep. This is what she looks like after an hour’s sleep this morning.
Apparently if you have champagne it is called a royal high tea.