Living the present moment

Hey it's that time of year again. The period that comes immediately after Christmas each year. Up to Christmas it is absolutely crazy with a million things on - then after you get to Christmas Day life becomes pleasant slower and cilvilised for a period of about three weeks. Church activities all but stop. There's no meetings to go to and no deadlines to make. You have time to relax and unwind. So much so that you find you even have time to watch the cricket and invite people for meals. I begin to wonder why can't we live like this for the whole of the year. I know that very shortly the whole catastrophe will begin again - but until then I am determined to live the present moment. I thought I might include a few snap shots of what we have been doing these past few days.

Sunday night before Christmas we planned a big event. It was Carols in the car park - the only trouble was it rained and we shifted the whole thing inside. A fantastic night all the same and you might be able to spot Simon in the band (second from the right)

Christmas day at home again this year. We decided to make it open house for Christmas dinner and had a few extras along. This was the table prior to us messing it all up.


As most people seem to do, I think we all ate way too much and continued eating Christmas left overs for several days. Here it is over two weeks later and we still have chocolates uneaten.

I was very determined this year to be there when the first yacht from Sydney arrived at Hobart. This time I planned it right. Just as I got down to the docks the tall sail ship above was leaving for a breakfast trip out to Tasman Island to meet Wild Oats coming in. I managed to get a ticket to board and we set off. It was a morning I will remember for a long time.

We certainly met up with Wild Thing and followed them right into Hobart, we then did a U turn and went back out to meet the next yacht 'Leopard' which came in second.

Of course along with the yacht race is the annual summer festival in Hobart. The premier event at the festival is 'The Taste'. I love it. You have to fight the crowds, but it is delicious food and fantastic wine all around. Jo and I got to the taste three times this year and enjoyed very different fare each time.

The same day as the yach race finished, the Blues Brothers were playing in town. I tried hard to get someone to come with me, but ended up going on my own. They are fantastic.

For New Years Eve we set off to Bruny Island. We have been there many times, but never for New Year. We invited a whole bunch of friends to join us and stay the night on new years eve. It was a really great three days we spent there. The crime was having to leave.


An early morning walk on Bruny - could almost pass for three sisters.

The day after we got back from Bruny my niece Rachel (Ingrid's daughter) arrived to stay for a while. We took Rachel to a open air concert at Salamanca and then the next morning to Salamanca market



On Sunday night we had our good freinds Andrew and Robin over and after dinner we set about making some home made liquors. We mixed up a few bottle of Irish Cream and then had a go at making Lemoncillo. The Irish Cream is finished and tastes quite good. The Lemoncillo will take another week before we get to try it out.



To top it all of, this afternoon Rachel, Sarah and I had a ride on the 'Wild Thing' It is a high speed boat that churns through the water and is not for the faint hearted. I think we all came home 'shaken and not stirred'. I'm just glad that Jo didn't decide to come with us.


Now what shall we do tomorrow! That's a long way off isn't it!