Thursday and Friday were fine and windy with a wee dribble of rain overnight; rain was forecast for Saturday morning but that dawned fine and calm and got increasingly more humid through the day. It was hot working in the shop, especially on checkout duty with the pie-warmer at your back. A few spits of rain came mid-afternoon but most evaporated before it hit the ground. I got home at 4pm and smiled when proper rain finally set in and started watering the garden for me.
I was heading out again for dinner and then off to the Bunkhouse Theatre to see a New Zealand independent feature film called 'Sunday' so needed to put on leggings and raincoat for my walk back to the Bay. Just down from the airstrip turnoff several bedraggled kereru were perched on the power lines and revelling in the rain - a chaotic ballet of trying to roll their bodies to the moisture accompanied by wing extension and teetering to maintain their balance.
Looking up Main Road from Whipp Place - only 4 driveways and 12 minutes walking before I'm home |