Rainday

As opposed to Sunday you understand.

It is the kind of day where one just gets on and does homey stuff.....cooking and the like.

Beef bourguignon is on the menu for this evening.

Little things make one feel rich....Robbie bought this tin of olive oil  the other day....I have longed for one of these for most of my adult life.....now I feel like a proper housewife

Bel came home with a whole tin of Earl Grey tea from work this week....it was past its "Use by" date and the boss bestowed it upon her.....thanks Linda

I've had many lovely cups of proper tea this weekend instead of those silly old bags....

Rain.....oil on troubled waters.....tea and sympathy.....I hope it's smooth sailing your end.....

and wish you little riches for your journey in life.

Sense and Sensibility

I sense rain approaching...

See the rusty red roof of the old workers cottage in the bottom left....I think that cottage is sensing its days are numbered as progress advances at a startling place in the notorious Valley.

And aren't air-conditioning units and vents an affront to the senses when one is above them?!!

Note the jacaranda tree blooming on the right hand side of the picture...that means Uni students are sensing dread.....exams are just around the corner....assignments are due....

What are you sensing at the moment?