Blog for Friday 30th January 2026

This morning seemed to clap its hands loudly to wake me up! I rose out of bed to meet it. It was four o’clock on Friday 30^th January 2026

I made myself a coffee and slowly wended my way up to my studio to have my Quiet Time and plan my day.

After which I tidied, swept and generally got our home neat for the day.

I did not continue hemming the smocked dress as it would have required too much time and I had to leave the farm to go into town today. I will finish the hemming on Saturday.

Instead, I found the little bunny wool bolero that I needed to sew up and give to Holly (a little girl in our church). But … oh dear! I could not find my thick darning needle anywhere. Rats! I will have to get another one. I had hoped to be able to finish this little jersey and give it to her this Sunday. Go to Plan B, Gail!

When I went to feed the birds this morning the rooster, who insists on trying to terrify me with his aggressive sideways stepping up to me in an effort to corner me, began his nonsense again. Honestly, someone had better tell him that I am not the person to be doing that too because I can make sure that his head be removed from his finely feathered body should he continue his unfriendly behavior!

I showered late in the morning and got myself dressed to go into town.

I was going into Wauchope to attend the funeral of a friend of mine’s husband at half past one today. She is a fellow SRE Teacher.

Ken took me across the river to my car and waved me off with a fond farewell. I had allowed myself plenty of time to get there and park as I knew that there would be a lot of vehicles. There were, but I found a parking right near the church thankfully.

Funerals are now places where I see people that I know but seldom see. They, that is, funerals are like time markers on the timeline of my life. Once the time markers were engagement parties, then weddings, baby showers, twenty-firsts, golden wedding anniversaries and blah blah fish paste, now it is funerals. They are confronting. A reminder of one’s mortality. A harsh reminder to truly live and love well for our time on earth is very brief.

I attended the funeral church service only but not the graveside or the wake after that.

I stopped at the supermarket to pick up a few items and then headed home. I phoned Ken and he was there waiting for me when I got to the Highway gate. Yes, it was good to be home again.

Once home I changed into something more comfortable and cooler as it was still so hot.  I then lay down to listen to my audio book for a few minutes to cool down and unwind, but with a ‘one-two-three’ I fell asleep fast. Something I do not do often, but I slept for about half an hour. Hmm, I must have been tired.

Mich’ was back home from her few days away in Melbourne - her annual business trip and we got to have a good catchup call tonight. Paddy phoned Ken as he does every night for a quick catchup call too.

Ken and I just nibbled on this and that for supper tonight as it was so hot and eiether of us were hungry at all.

Ah yes! That reminds me today I bought myself another iced tea – I love the peach one but today I espied a mango one which I am keen to try. I love iced tea. Mmmmm!

What lesson did I learn today? Life is short so treat it and those you love reverently, with love and care.

What am I grateful for today?  My family and friends.

My saying for today is …