Friday
Today was the day…
Mike left early to have his car serviced. I was due to go with him, but we decided it was better I stay home. If Courage forgot his key or my guests arrived early or my new UK passport couldn’t be received by anyone but me, it would be messy. So he went off early and I watched a black south-easter blowing.
It’s bought with it some misty drops of rain.
I took a couple more photos from my bedroom. There is a train that is going nowhere. It’s sitting on the tracks just off Sunny Cove station. All I can gather is that there is sand on the tracks further up the line and that it’s waiting for it to be moved. It could return to Fish Hoek of course. Unless it has broken down. That’s also not impossible.
Eventually it trundled off back to Fish Hoek.
And here is Courage working on the wall, while Hard-Life carries sand from the kerb to the top of the stairs.
It was a cool start to the day – ideal for hard outside work.
As it turned out, it was a good call staying home as mid morning, my new British passport arrived. I’m set to go for the next 10 years. Whenever I get a new passport, I wonder where and how I will be when it expires. 2032 sounds like a very long way away!
Work wasn’t as intense today as it has been this week. I’ve got on top of it. I’ll do some over the weekend as well because I am pretty much taking Monday off as it’s Mike’s birthday. Yes! It’s been a year since he turned 70. What a blessing he can be turning 71 and in good health.
I have realised that we have guests arriving today, tomorrow, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday! Sunday and Tuesday I’ll have to clean the Little Lookout. Sunday afternoon Ruth comes to clean the cottage. The Seaview is already clean for tomorrow’s guest. The guests arrived at the cottage mid afternoon. After this spate of bookings, I think everything will quieten down.
Psalm 127:2
It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat; for God gives rest to His loved ones.
Good advice.
The best is yet to come – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂