Lovely rainy weekend that opened with an impromptu evening visit to Kurrajong, revealing my mother heading out for dinner at the Heights Pub wearing a brilliant turquoise moo-moo and a wooden necklace of carved African animals, in honour of Multicultural Day at Bilpin Public School. Saturday continued with a relaxing facial, a gift from the incomparable and adorable Sarah J Hyland, followed by a sublime cheese-tasting at Bistro Ortolan with my beloved. We spent the evening listening to music and rain. He made chocolate pudding while I painted little stick-figures on each of the 40 placecards for our wedding next week. Slept to the rhythm of rain on the tin roof outside our bedroom, sweet and unrelenting.
The sun came out briefly on Sunday, making Sydney Harbour sparkle as as we crossed over to the north side to visit my birthday-and-soon-to-be-anniversary-twin Kate and husband Nick, who served up a three-course lunch extravaganza of good food and wine and laughter. Joyfully distended bellies. It was almost dark outside when we left.
More rain, tumbling over the tin roof all night, entering my dreams.