Friday nights

At lunchtime I heard a bird song that so reminded me of happy summer days and said to Gill I recognise the song but know the name of the bird - and then the bird singing away landed on the fence post at the end of the garden belting out it’s song! I tried to get a photo and make that my blip but it was out of focus. But I know that’s the song of a chaffinch!

At the end of the week, most Fridays we go to Long Beach Cafe, so we know all of the lovely staff. It was another glorious evening, and the Cafe was buzzing tonight with people on holiday enjoying themselves, - probably Wellingtonians who have ‘batches’ (holiday homes) up in Waikanae Beach. 

This photo of the cafe was taken on the mound of palm and pine trees that separates it from the beach.