Whistlers Rest

He's still not well so we chose to sit in comfortable chairs and read the Saturday newspapers instead of attacking the weeds.  There is no real rush and it was a crisp sunny day, unlike the mountains which were damp and shrouded in mist.

We didn't go out there this weekend.  The weather wasn't very nice and Ian is still unwell.

I went for a walk down one of the narrow tracks we cut through the grass.  Every few steps along the way there was a web across the path put up by a leaf curling spider.

A few weeks ago when these bushes started to sprout I wondered if it was new growth or flowers.  Here is what they look like today .. I guess it is some sort of flowers.

The neighbour over the side fence is not shy like the cattle down the back.