Birthdays, Walking on Beaches and stuff.....

Black dog causing grief. Sumner beach

Its been an interesting day. Took a day off to hang out on my birthday. I actually always try to and hardly ever achieve it!

Read a paper, drank coffee, did the school run.

Finishing the day with an evening walk on Sumner beach.

Sun going down, cold, cold frosty night, bloody cold wind in my face. Even broke out the favorite NASA beanie and zipped up the feather jacket. Such a nice night, broken earthquake buildings, a lot of the rocks down on the beach by signal rock, a good southern frost brewing. Par for the course in the south.

A black dog running all over the show, seagulls squawking, a bit of a zoo there but the beach almost to myself. Too cold for most.

Seagulls. Sumner Beach. 

A lady out walking suddenly let her big black spotted Dalmatian off the leash and it took off like a scalded cat down the beach, four dogs all running towards a small one, owners yelling. I burst out laughing and said "oh oh!"

"That dog is on heat," she told me, "its not funny, its a real nuisance, it shouldn't be allowed,"

I trudged on pondering how authorities would enforce such a law if "it wasn't allowed." Yep not high on the list to fix the place. Bloody rot actually!

Christchurch, mid winter, turning 42, life is good.

Turning for home to drink wine, discuss the days events and to get ready again for the real world tomorrow. She'll be right mate!