This is keeping the faith, but only just.
I am still significantly off-colour, but very grateful to all who sent recipes for their favourite remedies, especially the ones that had whisky as a significant ingredient.
I had to go out yesterday to collect Mary from the airport. With a little time to spare, I took the long route via Pauatahanui. It was about mid-tide so there was not much happening in useful range, but I had to admire this pied stilt with the fetching pink tights.
Mary’s flight was on time, and since she doesn’t eat the airline food, I came with a tray of sushi each. We sat on the edge of Evans’ Bay and talked about all that we had been up to in the two weeks she had been away, though with my throat condition, she had to do most of the talking.
The breeze on the bay was barely sufficient that the yacht club fleet was not quite becalmed.
At the end of the day, with the shadows of the Western Hills climbing steadily up the flanks of the Eastern hills, there was suddenly a bright rainbow fragment against the darkening sky to the East.
Another day done.