It is a beautiful morning here in Russell. The cyclone-induced storms are behind us for the moment... or still ahead, depending on how you look at it, since more bad weather is on the way. But, right now, it is lovely. The family is still sleeping, so I sit here with my cup of tea, and wave a cheery greeting to you, dear reader, on the last day of 2012. What do you mean, that's tomorrow? Well, Papillon and New Zealand live in the future, and here it's almost over.
Many of our younger readers have asked, did Santa come? How did he find us? Fear not, young nibblets - Santa found us, and delivered presents under our very noses.
Omi made Stollen, which is essential for any decent gift-giving affair.
|Blurry from sheer deliciousness.|
|"Which way to the waves, dude?"|
|"Ride to freedom, amiga!"|
|Hooray, hooray, hooray!|
|Do you think they'll add Erik's picture in with the horse and those poodles?|
Today, we are taking the ferry to Paihia to visit the Waitangi treaty grounds. We're making the most of our non-cyclone weather while it lasts.
Happy New Year!