We are a little further south, and staying with Hugh’s cousin, who was our”flower girl” in February 1962. Jan and Phil’s married daughter Sara, with Greg, and the two littlies, Jack and Luke have their own home across another paddock.
Pepper, seen below, and Salt, photo further below, both delightful ladies, are in yet another paddock .look at her eyes, Pepper was so friendly.
Sisterly love!!! Salt and Pepper together.
Our wee ginger boy Boris, has a much larger and very white namesake down here. Boris, saved from disaster, continues to have a charmed life.He is taller than the top of a car, and a lot taller than myself!! So tame, he eats out of your hand.
All the sheep seemed so happy to accompany me along the paddock, saying “ Can I get closer?”Yes, those are the same shoes I bought in Blenheim, very comfortable and keep my feet warm and dry!!
One of the flock, so happy to stand and look.
On Wednesday we visited Invercargill and Bluff. The quilting fabric shop was shut!!! So we continued to Bluff.The lookout has a circular pathway ramp to the very top. and as I hate heights, tried so hard not to look down below.
Bluff Port,looking out to sea.
The sign showed various places, and if it was a clear day and you could see forever. Stewart Island is down there somewhere in the mist and fog. Antarctica is way beyond the horizon!!!
Bluff Port from the lookout.
A very narrow entrance, and some skilled piloting of big ships to enter and exit safely.
Tall communication towers at the lookout.
The map is one of the lower half of the South Island. Bluff is immediately below Invercargill. Invercargill, bottom centre, we are a little north of there, Winton is signposted, today, Friday, we travel back to the left , up to Oamaru. A little more than half way up on the coastline on the left.
Quotation of the day, author unknown
“ If everything seems to be going well,
you obviously do not know what is ahead”
Greetings from Jean.