Michelia yunnanensis (a drippy moment at the Wellington Botanical Garden today).
Hi everyone, nice to be back!.
Thanks for your best wishes since I broke my scruddy little scaphoids July 30 - two months ago. My, how time flies when you're having fun. Was so glad to get the casts sawn off, especially when there was some discussion at the hospital about putting on a new pair after I was re-xrayed. Nooooooo. But praise be, I am nicely lined up, apparently. Now I have ongoing hand therapy, a removable splint, and an increasing amount of movement in both hands. And I can drive. Hooray!
Hands are so good in fact that I put my camera in my pocket for a jolly jaunt to the botanical gardens today. See above. We hung out amongst the tulips for a bit, had a Dutch sausage sandwich (yum), a stroll through the gardens - lots of spring behaviours going on in there.
An unusual green white tulip - very nice.
Then we drove around the harbour and had a walk along a ridge top walk over at Miramar peninsula. That was pleasant, until a little plane took off from the airport heading north beside us - and suddenly its engine cut out. We were on the path with another woman and we all froze and watched as it got lower. And lower. Going into the drink. Lower. Then away went the engine and up she went. Got back to Mark and Nessa's for a cup of tea and they told us little planes do that all the time on the weekend - practising stalling. OMG.
In other good news (we didn't witness a plane ditching in the harbour today), I had a cataract op last week and am typing this WITHOUT GLASSES! Woohoo! So good. Blurry long distance vision but that is getting better. And the cloudiness has gone of course.
So today - the long afternoon of our first spring daylight saving Sunday - is the first day in two months that I don't feel like an invalid. Even made Mish dinner. (She's pretty thrilled too.)