Now that the dust has settled (literally – there were red alert gale-force winds as we drove home on Saturday) it’s nice to remember our Wānaka holiday as we adjust to being home. Dad used to say, “Back to plain clothes and porridge” at the end of a holiday. Back to cooking and clutter, too!
Felix is excited to be home from his holiday at the cattery. He wouldn’t stop ‘talking’ to us for the first couple of hours. Two days on and he is taking every advantage, such as monopolising Mum’s chair this morning.
Mum and I are reminiscing about the things we saw and did – and bought. The house smells lovely of soaps from Cardrona.
Our last dinner at Edgewater was delicious, with a view of the lake; nourishment for body and soul.
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