Mothers'day here was 11th March. Sarah had asked me to get a card and some flowers for Bronwyn. There's a house not far away with a large and productive garden, and an woman who sells flowers, along with jams, pickles, eggs and assorted pot plants. So I dropped by and got the last remaining bunch, and handed them to Sarah, along with a card. Sarah then presented them to Bronwyn in the morning. Later that day, I had a text from Rachael - "Father. Mum will be home between 5-6. You will have something for mothers day when you get back, yes?" I'm not sure why the requirement fell on me... I didn't actually get a chance to phone my mum that week!
Sarah was working a shift at the supermarket on her birthday. Bronwyn came in with some helium baloons and loudly wished her HAPPY BIRTHDAY, and then put a post on the community facebook page so everyone within five miles knew too. Fortunately Sarah is still talking to us.
Yesterday was Rachael's 25th, and Bronwyn's graduation, And the Matamata Festival Of Music, at which the brass band was contesting. I couldn't do all three, so I informed the conductor that my life might be in danger, and she roped in a spare trombone. Just as well; they got a trophy and a gold award! Must definitely sound better when I'm not playing; last time we only got a silver.
Sarah got me to drop by and get another bunch of flowers, and we headed off to the graduation. Bronwyn now has her Batchelors degree in applied theology. She also got an award. There was a trophy for excellence in understanding and practice of mission. I'm thinking; that's got Bronwyn written all over it. So were quite a few others apparently. Indeed, the admin staff had already guessed by the presence of a bar of 86% cocao chocolate next to is. It was quite an emotional moment when they called out her name and described her work on the streets and the hospital, reaching the vulnerable and those that society had rejected. We had quite a few things to carry home.
And then straight out again for Rachael's birthday dinner, which she'd wanted back in the village at the old dairy factory, which has been turned into quite a popular wedding venue. Very nice dinner, plus a pile more presents for Rach to take home!
After a few months of dry summer, after which everything was looking very brown and dusty, we had a few weeks of heavy rain. Everything is now green. Very green. I've had to be careful when throwing tennis balls for the dog. There are two out on the paddock, and I can't find them even though I know within a metre where they are. I'll just have to wait until the sheep return...
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