Wistful Wednesday

 On Saturday we scattered our beloved 17 year old nephews ashes in the hills above our city. On one side of the (above photo) hill you can view the Port and out to sea, keep swimming and you will eventually get to South America!

To the other side (above) are views over the city and on to the nearby Mountain ranges. There wasn't a breath of wind, and as we laid our boy to rest 3 bell birds suddenly shot out of the bushes, circled around and 2 flew away with one remaining for about 5 minutes in a cabbage tree overhead, almost like it was checking to see if all was well before it too flew away. Just lovely.

Rest easy, Matt. We love you and miss you so much.

Wistful Wednesday

Am feeling rather wistful today, no special reason really. The sun is shining, we had a flurry of snow for about 2 minutes yesterday, car was iced over this morning but all good now and no aftershocks that we have felt. Things should be on the up and up.

I've been fossicking about on YouTube lately, and have rediscovered a group I had forgotten about. I can't say they are a band because they aren't really a band, they are a group of Kiwi musicians who get together to play live only and as a result have varied styles whenever they get together so you can't even 'peg' them as any particular type. Here, have a listen to these two different tracks and you will see what I mean.

Laddles and jellyspoons - I give you "FLY, MY PRETTIES"....



Pretty good, and no brass section! You could imagine sitting in a groovy bar and having a grand time out with this group eh?

Now, try this one...this is for the wistful bit in me today. I think I will dedicate it to someone in the 'states who is going through a rough time at the moment. You know who you are!