It’s been so wet It’s almost like living back on the west coast. One day of sunshine this week and back into the endless rain. At least it’s not as bad as the poor Aussies whose swimming pools are now full of tadpoles and frogs. My poor garden has been challenged and somehow the plants I don’t want have flourished while the rest have drowned.
It’s that time of year that I wish I had grandkids to have a reason to get out and enjoy the festivities rather than avoid them. I would borrow some if I could and head to the beach. However I am headed for the other end of the spectrum with planning Christmas get togethers with my orphaned over 90s.
Yaap is a local celebrity, emigrated to NZ from holland in 1949 and worked at forestry research institute here. He has a huge native bush project along a stream and springs that flow into lake Rotorua that he has been working on for last 30 years reclaiming it from invasive blackberry, barberry and gorse. Now over 90 he is an inspiration and font of knowledge for others. Kor and Hettie are also Dutch and in their late 80s, Kor is a UN specialist on carnivorous and air plants, just two doors down from us they are also going to join us for lunch. I have never cooked a Dutch meal before so it’s going to be fun and challenging.
Luckily I am feeling better and have had almost a week back to normal, fingers crossed Zebo is finally gone. I think I lost most of 2022, I have read a whole library of books but really done very little. I hope next year is much more active, I am looking forward to getting back on the bike and heading back to Christchurch to catch up with family.
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