Long weekend

We have a long weekend here in Canterbury, our anniversary day. It means better weather and sleeping in! I have also decided to throw off my funk of the election; the country will get what it voted for but I also think perhaps the Labour Party needed the kick up the southern-most oriface - in some of their policies it was becoming difficult to tell if it was a Red or Blue idea. However, I will be changing the colours on this blog. So. What will be, will be. Sorry to rabbit on....



The bunnies have settled in. They are very sweet and actually developing personalities. I had no idea wabbits did that. I have also trained them to come running when they here me ring a bell cos it means apple slices to them, clever eh?



Look here, we grew our own limes this year! It wasn't easy and they grew best in the greenhouse (or hot house or glass house depending on where ya live) and we put the plant on a heat pad during winter even tho' they were in the hot/green/glass house.

I make a mean Margarita, if I say so myself, and we now have our own supply as I reckon limes are better than lemon juice in just about everything (except cuts, in which case I recommend neither!!)The weekend can just get better...




Or maybe it will deteriorate completely...(I suspect this might be Mike's choice! especially if you check out the Quiz on his blog)