It's really, really hot here today. Well, it's starting to cool a little now, at six p.m.

I took the children up to have a swim in our friends' pool this morning and I thought, how could their dad walk out on these three beautiful children, all the same ages as my own. But *shrug* who knows what's gone down with him. I know he gets depressed... stupid man *shakes head* he needs to get his brain back out of his dick and think about his family...

And I got up last night because I was coughing, and it was nearly a full moon, and I walked around the house a little and even sat out on the porch for a few minutes, and it was like day outside, a magical, mystical sort of day, a silvery hue over everything and it was dead silent. And the light - something between silver and violet. I sat in the basket chair and the stillness and silence wrapped around me, like tendrils of a peace that existed without human intervention.
Quite extraordinary, something I would love to capture in writing.

I spent all afternoon painting our big windowsill next to the new table. It's a 1920's window, with leadlight fanlights and casement windows and a very wide sill for some lovely reason. It was a glossy peachy colour, something I painted in the '80s, and now it's my favourite colour *g* Ship Cove blue from Resene. I adore painting, and while I can't create what Viv does, I can do a good windowsill. It looks fresh and bright, whilst I look scruffy and smell of turpentine!

School goes back tomorrow, and for the first time in many years, I don't. It feels surreal, like I'll wake up in the morning and I'll really have to go to school... work... I'll have plenty to do here though, I'm not worried. Steve and Christy are still on holiday anyway.