needed: three weddings

The reason for my trip to NZ was sad; my dad passed away and I was there to participate in the internment of his ashes.

Saturday, the day we chose to do this, dawned sunny and hot. Dad had spent one last night in his own home and we set off for the cemetery where we were to have what I kept referring to as a DIY funeral. My sisters kept saying "we've already had his funeral" which is true, but as I was not able to be present for that ceremony, for me, this was my funeral for Dad. There was just us, his three daughters, plus one son-in-law and one special friend. We got Dad buried, the hole filled in, the flowers carefully arranged and watered and the grave stone cleaned off. It was time to go.

We had decided we would go out for lunch afterwards. And that is when we happened upon our first wedding. Since it is sometimes better to laugh than to cry, one of us chirped that all we needed was to run across three more weddings and we would have our own version of the movie "Four Weddings and a Funeral".

So here are some photos of "One Wedding and a Funeral" wherein the former distracted us from the sadness of the latter.

As we arrived at our chosen venue for lunch we noticed that parking was at a premium. We pulled in thinking we had scored a great parking space only to be asked "are you here for the wedding?" Once we replied that we were not and the car was parked in a better location we went inside. Soon we found out that a wedding was to happen and that the bride would arrive by sea. So, like the other patrons, we were quite distracted and hanging out the window waiting for the expected arrival - see the photo above.

The guests were all in place in the chairs that had been set out and decorated with red ribbons (see my earlier post). I'm guessing the colors chosen for the wedding were selected because of the striking view of the red flowers of the native Pohutukawa tree that is always in full bloom in December.

What a day for memories.

From 82 to 20 in one day

It has been a long time since I updated this blog but a recent trip has provided me with the impetus to post something new.

So about the title : that would be 82 degrees of hot sunny weather in New Zealand to 20 frigid windy degrees at the airport as I arrived back in VA after a very long day (a mere 25 1/2 hours door to door).

On Saturday, this was the scene I was enjoying in Parua Bay, Northland, NZ.


And this was the simple but delicious lunch of perfectly beer batter fried fish I was about to enjoy.

And this cold and chilly scene, shot from my computer room window as it was not at all inviting to step outside, was a view of my back garden the day I arrived back home. Yes, if you look closely, that is ice and not water in the two bird baths.


To be strictly honest, it was Saturday when I took the first photos but the temperature stayed the same if not hotter until Monday when I left. And on Saturday I got quite a sunburn. And now here we are at Wednesday and the weather is still cold and below freezing with a good chance of a first snowfall of the season tomorrow.

Welcome back to reality.

Hometown Celebration on July Fourth

As with most July Fourth parades, the fire engines come near the beginning of the parade - the politicians paraded first then the fire engines. We always wondered what would happen if there was a call to the firehouse while the engines were out on the parade and today, we found out. The big truck that was driving ahead of this one suddenly peeled off and the parade got stopped while it retraced it's direction to get out onto the road.

But this is a small town parade at heart. There are almost as many people in the parade as watching it. The kids particularly have a grand time participating and you can see there is quite the initiative to decorate your ride as well as to dress for the occasion. The moms and dads and grandparents are co-opted to walk alongside for those inevitable meltdown moments. There's always a lot of candy thrown in this parade and for the little ones on their bikes it is awfully hard to resist the temptation to stop and scoop up the candy.

And we don't forget our roots. You can guarantee to see some tractors on parade and if you have a red one, well, it just has to be decorated of course.

This was probably one of my favorite entries in the parade today. That dog looked so proud.

Every parade needs an audience. It is a popular event to bring your dog along to.

This horse looked like it wished to be the star. While the other horses walked calmly in the heat this proud beauty fairly pranced along.

After the parade everyone disperses quite quickly. We saw this young boy who appeared to be auditioning for when he is old enough to be in the parade among those walking their dogs.

It was a grand day for the parade in our hometown.

A bouquet for Memorial Day

In honor of Memorial Day 2010 I created this bouquet (above). The roses came from the florist at Safeway but the big blue bellflowers came from my garden. And the photo, below, shows the red, white and blue flowers out back in my garden. I choose not to have a place for red flowers in my garden but here we have a renegade - what shows as red here was a beautiful soft pink carnation the year I planted it but since then it has flowered as red. Oh well, at least this year the rabbits did not nibble the buds and so I was able to have a red white and blue tableau for Memorial Day. You can see how thrilled Rolo is by this.


This was an area of the garden that took a beating during the building works but with some effort it is turning into a pretty corner. Even the frogs like it!
This little corner is meant to be my herb garden. But the blue delphinium that happily self seed all over the place in the back garden are having a turn. I'm allowing two plants and once the blooms are done I will be quickly pulling them out. The first crop of cilantro is already almost done and a big parsley from last year is already gone to seed. In another week or so that will come out so the basil can go in.
Three tomato plants got settled into their big pots on the deck in the last few days. Now starts the daily watering and checking for the unwanted tomato hookworm while I count down the days until I can pick the first fruit.

Open for the season

Continuing the weekend's theme of history, I made a quick visit to the Colvin Mill on Sunday. Many special events were happening there designed to entice visitors for the opening weekend of the season.

The Mill was operating with the water wheel turning.

The day was a pretty spring one but I felt quite glad that I did not have to dress like these ladies. They were part of the group who were on site creating a Civil War encampment.
In trying to take photographs it was very challenging to try and avoid the obvious signs of the current century. Here the ladies of the encampment go about their business.

A visit with history in the Piedmont

On Saturday we decided to take a day trip down the Piedmont to visit Montpelier, the home of James Madison, the fourth President of the USA. It was a beautiful spring day; the air was full of pollen and we had Rolo, the wonder dog, with us so the outing was not without challenge. But we did enjoy our trip.

James Madison spent almost all his life living in this beautiful part of Virginia. Below you can see his home; as a nine year old child he moved into the newly built central portion. Over the years he added to the home and today's visitors see this view which is a restoration of the property to how it would have looked at the time of Madison's later years (he died here in 1836). Today the property is a National Trust Historic Site administered by the Montpelier foundation. The estate was donated to the National Trust by the DuPont family and after a remarkable five year renovation, the home was opened to the public in 2008.


Who wouldn't like this to be the view from their front entrance porch? Casey and Rolo take in the view to the west of the Blue Ridge mountains, some 20 miles distant.
This structure was referred to as Mr Madison's Temple - it was built over the ice house about 1810. Couldn't we all do with a refrigerator that looked like this one?
And I couldn't resist taking this photo (for obvious reasons to those who know us) on the road outside the estate. That green and white paint color scheme seemed to be on many of the estate buildings - aside that is from the main residence.

Wild flowers on a spring walk

This morning Casey and I took a quick stroll along the side of the Potomac River in Riverbend Park. Our reason was to look for the display of Virginia bluebells that I had heard were at their peak. And we were not disappointed. What a stunning display of the beauty of nature.

The wildflowers are growing in profusion along the rivers edge.

Both sides of the trail have the flowers. The morning was brilliantly sunny - perhaps a little too bright to capture the exquisite blue color of the flowers.
We saw more than bluebells. But if I wait to identify these other ones I'll never get this posting done.
It wasn't until I got home and looked at my photos on the computer that I noticed the redbud tree in full bloom in the background of the photo above. And those are the beautiful bluebells in the foreground.
We needed to keep a careful eye out so we did not inadvertently stand on such little treasures as these violets.
And these flowers are really dainty. There are not so many of them but they did have the bonus of being right by the parking lot and were easy to find.

I wish we had had the entire morning to spend enjoying this display.