Its been a bit of a weird weekend really - you know where not much happened, then you realised a lot happened. Thinking back, we really don't know where the time went.
As you know we had the funeral service Friday for my Aunt Millie. Friday night I stayed up to watch the Tour de France to the early hours of the morning, hoping I might catch a glimpse of friends in the Loire - that didn't happen. Did the same Saturday night to see our Cadel Evans take third place. I find Cadel inspiring as a person. Well grounded and with the right priorities in life. A few years back he was awarded Australian sportsman of the year and won $50,000, all of which he donated to his favourite charities. He also sponsors a child in a 3rd world country and supports many other causes which he does without any fanfare. He and his wife Chiara would be be welcome at our dinner table anytime. I hope he achieves his goal of a TdF win.
Sunday we caught up with close friends who are in the same stage of life as us - pondering on retirement and the future direction of life. It's a bit like contemplating one's own navel really.
A lovely lunch was had with a Champagne, a Rose and a Red - maybe that's what it is all about - good food and good friends. I'll go with that.
So this weekend post is about "much ado nothing" really.
Our friends live on the Mornington Peninsula, a lovely part of the bay area, no more than an hours drive from our home. They are testing the prospect of living on the Peninsular full time in their retirement. As we arrived, I looked out their timber decking to see this wonderful Tea Tree. They are part of the Peninsular vegitation and have wonderful textures and movement to them.
Here's a few photos of that tree. That was our weekend.