Normally I sit down and the words kind of fall out as though we were sitting together over a cup of coffee. I chat about this and that and crack bad jokes and even worse puns.
Today I keep deleting and rearranging and I can't get it right - I just want to talk about our easter long weekend. But everything I write comes out sounding trite and annoying and uninteresting.
I might make do with a dot-point list until the words decide they want to behave.
So this was easter, in dot point form:
- On Friday we started the day with an easter egg hunt.
- B had somehow never realised that the egg hunt is usually on the Sunday so he got J all excited to hunt for eggs on Friday.
- That afternoon we headed up to B's dad's bach (that's a holiday house for those of you unfamiliar with the NZ lingo).
- The girls threw pebbles in the water.
- B obsessed over all the flounder he could see right there.
- I took photos.
- It felt really special that we were making our girls' childhood memories.
- We stayed the night.
- J was so excited to be sleeping in a big-girl bed that all afternoon we kept finding her lying in there with a big smile on her face.
- B and I walked down to watch the sunset.
- J fell out of bed in the middle of the night.
- The next morning we took the girls for a very brief spin up the river on Poppa's boat.
- Poppa and B (sounds like a hipster eatery) then went fishing.
- I took the kids to play in the playground of B's old primary school.
- The girls and I went home after lunch, by which time A was making it pretty clear that she was done with the beach.
- B got home, with kilos of fish, just in time for the girls' dinner.
- I'm glad we went but it was hard work with A especially.
- On Sunday morning we had a big breakfast at our place with B's mum and sisters, followed by the second egg hunt of the weekend.
- J was a bit perplexed but no less enthusiastic that the easter bunny had come back for another round.
- Once everyone had gone home and the girls were in bed for what turned out to be an epic nap, I turned over the vegetable garden for the autumn/winter crops.
- The tomato plants are grimly hanging on.
- My leeks will hopefully continue to flourish.
- Everything else was well and truly finished.
- While I'm happy about the change in seasons, pulling out all those tired/dead plants did cause me to reflect. We ate a lot from the garden this summer.
- The kale and the silverbeet which I ran out of ideas and enthusiasm for after just a few meals
- the zucchini which hated its shady spot and never really fruited
- the peas which J ate by the fistful straight from the vine
- the butter beans which were so disappointing
- the triffidesque pumpkins which are now drying in the shed
- the carrots which we really should have thinned out but which were no less prolific
- and the rhubarb which exhausted me with its abundance.
- I tossed plants and weeds over the fence.
- The chooks purred around my feet.
- B buried fish guts and bones to replenish the soil (and can I just say, pee-yooo).
It was a great weekend, filled with all the good things.
Sorry, I really have nothing in the tank today!
Hope you had a good one too x
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