Well, it rained on the parade, but as it drenched us all, it added atmosphere to the procession through Arrowtown to the centoaph, the raising and lowering of the flag, the playing of the last post and the laying of the wreaths.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
We have such definite seasons in Arrowtown. Now the autumn brings frost in the morning, clear, crisp skies, rustling colourful leaves, and sunshine with showers. When the sun rises it warms the cold fence and creates clouds of steam in the back garden.
Here is the quintessential view of the Arrowtown miners' cottages at different times of day.
Other historic buildings look equally alluring at the moment.
The trees in their variety of shades provide the united colours of Arrowtown.
The views from the cenotaph are simply stunning.
And there are rich pickings to be found in the trees.
I love writing, singing, acting and directing. I drink wine and beer and do a bit of sport on the side - mainly triathlon although I love football too. I travel whenever I can and collect new experiences. My favourite colour is green or purple depending on my mood, and yes, I think the two go well together. I try to lead a balanced life but I keep falling off.