from an old gravestone
If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

For Nilo and Des

As we walk our path of life,
We meet people everyday.
Most are simply met by chance.
But, some are sent our way.
These become special friends
Whose bond we can't explain;
...The ones who understand us
And share our joy and pain.
Their love contains no boundaries.
So, even when we are apart.
Their presence enhances us
With a warmth felt in the heart.
This love becomes a passageway,
When even the miles disappear.
And so, these friends, God sends our way,
Remain forever near.

We will miss you so much, enjoy the time spent nearer your family and baby boys.
Good luck and many blessings on your path forward.
(We will come for a visit promise)
Love Rina and George

My other blog ...

Well I tried fixing it but finally just added my other blog "Our Slice of Heaven"to my favorite blogs, so please come on over and visit me there too. (Kom kuier bietjie daar asb.)

I have not disappeared from the face of the earth just busy getting the garden organized for the summer, working and still dealing with George's foot. We decided to remove the plaster cast just to see if there is any improvement, it is a removeable one to allow dressing the wound daily. Some how it is catching the wound and causing some rubbing, no pregress for 2 weeks. But now he needs to be extra careful and not hurt the foot, or we will both have to answer to the specialist and her assistant. It's the assistant we more scared of!!!Our next appointment is Tuesday.

I did have a little Get Away to Tasmania and have some nice pics to share with you. Enter the Give Away by simply commenting on any of the Tassie posts before it closes.
See ya
Rina