There is an old saying amongst local university students that “it is too late to study once the jacarandas are in bloom”. As I drove through the main street of our village this morning the brilliant purple blooms of the jacarandas greeted me and I thought of that saying. It takes on a slightly different meaning when one is a teacher and no longer a student though!
The jacarandas where is bloom last year as we moved to our house on the hill in the village. A year has almost passed since we moved from the city to our tree change paradise, and my, what a year it has been.
As we moved, Daughter2 moved to Perth taking a piece of my heart with her, but it has been a positive move for her as she has a good life there and has met Mr Maybe Right!
2014 brought the arrival of our grand daughter Petite Fille who is the most perfect baby girl in the whole world. She had her first swimming lesson earlier this week. At seven and a half months she was kicking her legs like a little fish by the end of the lesson!
Sadly, Mr FD lost his mother not many weeks after she got to hold Petite Fille, her first great grandchild. She had been told though that two more great grandchildren, twins, were on their way (Mr FD’s niece’s babies, now expected any day – little boys!).
BIL has been the centre of family in recent weeks. On Sunday he sat up in bed and fractured his hip, a common occurrence with bone cancer. This morning they operated on his hip and knee. Next week they may have to operate on his other hip. It all seems so unfair.
Tomorrow I have to drive into the centre of the city for some professional development. An hour in the traffic and I know I will be craving my country home! I also get to spend the entire day in a workshop with the School Principal! We all love spending the day up close and personal with the boss, don’t we?
The next post may be very interesting…
“The proper, wise balancing
of one’s whole life may depend upon the
feasibility of a cup of tea at an unusual hour.”
― Arnold Bennett, How to Live on 24 Hours a Day