the weekend that was

If the only prayer you said in your whole life was, “thank you,” that would suffice.
– Eckhart Tolle

+ easter

+ started by watching the secret life of walter mitty. one of the best movies I’ve seen in a long time

+ early morning coffee and ringawera hot cross buns in bed

+ then a surprise birthday breakfast for a friend at charlie farleys

+ before collecting C&D from the ferry… who’ve come to stay in our caravan for the long weekend

+ lunch in the sun at mudbrick bistro

+ easy dinner and conversation

+ Saturday morning picnic on our bed, discussing yurts and recipes for crickets

+ a walk to the Ostend market

+ then a visit to a pop-up shop

+ picking up N&M from the ferry

+ platter-style lunch and an afternoon of talking and laughing on the deck

+ an hilarious, and highly explosive, experiment involving a soda stream and a bottle of chardonnay

+ dancing to sola rosa

+ faux flamenco with D and a challenge to learn it properly before the next time we meet

+ sunday morning lie in

+ reubens for breakfast with home-made sauerkraut

+ staring out at the rain

+ companionable silences

+ the hum of the dryer, the fridge, the oven

+ and an emulsion lift demonstration for C

+ lying in the sun on the deck watching the clouds float by

+ before retreating inside when the rain started again

+ D showing me how to separate honey from wax

+ marinating oyster mushrooms

+ trying a recipe from kinfolk table

+ chicken tacos (loving Nic’s tacos) for dinner

+ then all four of us piling on the sofa to watch a movie

+ brunch at the oyster inn before dropping C&D at the ferry

+ slow-cooked lamb for dinner

[weekending with amanda]