I still haven't floated down the river but in between unpacking, sorting, cleaning, painting and looking in every room and out side space three times only to forget what I was looking for in the first place. We have had some fun. These are just a few of the things we have done.

Grindrod Garlic Festival. Garlic braiding contest.





































Preparation for the braiding of the garlic.


































I had never seen flowers woven into the garlic braids they were lovely.
















Jessica and Karen proof we were at the Grindrod garlic festival. The sun was beating on our faces for this photo. It had rained in the morning and the air was very fresh.







Dinning at "Kaze" Japanese Restaurant.

Red sun from our yard, the day before the big smoke. With all the wild fires the sun and the moon were red.

OK the preparation for painting the living room is kind of fun, it's the kind of fun you have when the job is done.

Biking Back Enderby road, it was a beautiful day. I had to wear Steve's gloves since mine are packed somewhere. I have new ones now. Steve has been biking to work in the morning and home for lunch. It takes him about 5 minutes

Fun in the sun and the fresh air with interesting scenery all around .

Floating down the river would be a much nicer way to spend my time rather than cleaning up after someones dog every morning. I spend a lot of time thinking up ways to discourage this invisible dog.

Moving day August 4Th 2010 and we arrived at 11:30 PM to a crunching under our feet in the carport and a dark house. We didn't find the light switch till the next day and a week later I found the one in the car port.

Steve blowing up the mattress.

The dragonfly made it safely to the new place and looks as exhausted as I was.

Living room looking into the kitchen.

Ceiling fan in living room. We have three and on a hot day they are all going. The one in the living room has an intersting beat.

Detail of floor in living room.

I spent many hours taking the glum out of the basement. If you are tall you don't want to be in this basement but for me it's not that bad My head doesn't hit a thing.

After the movers came and went we had no room to breath.

The guitars cozying up to a stuffed creature, and wearing the hairy nose.

The dragonfly in a safe temporary place peeking out from the top of the steps.

I am so happy to not be packing.