|Bikes Te Awamutu|
I had hardly got my breath back from Oarsome when I packed the car again and went off to Whiritoa early Wednesday morning to set up a display of my weaving at my friend's home and helped her serve tea and scones to a bus load of gardeners from Avondale. About the third lady off the bus announced "my daughter tells me you have a blue jacket I should buy" and that was the last I saw of Esther until the bus left. She had a very successful morning sales wise. Me, naught. (Emma, the dummy, was dressed but the poncho sold.)
|Rocks at Homunga|
No pics of weaving as Pete has flown to Wellington today to his Aunt's funeral and taken my camera. Later in the week maybe.