Mothers Day at Lake Macquarie.

Hi lovelies

This evening I write while sitting on the jetty at the caravan park.

Robbie is fishing

 and I am paddling my feet in the water.

Today has been another perfect day.

I spoke to my mum this morning and have receiving phone calls from my boys.

I received some lovely binoculars from them all.  Just perfect for our adventures.

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This morning I spent my time working on some backgrounds while Robbie fished.

We both had a lovely time. I achieved 6 backgrounds 

while Robbie threw 1 baby fish back.

 We then set off to grab a spot g picnic lunch and find a quiet spot on the lake at Balcolyn to eat

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Then ventured off to the old RAAF Sea Plane base at Rathmines.  The path to the memorial is lined with rosemary plants so you can place them on the plaques if you desire.

 It is a lovely memorial.

 I was especially touched by the poem. 

A beautiful spot with such history.

 

From there we headed for Dobell House. 

I will admit to knowing nothing of William Dobell, but the visit to his house and studio has fixed that. 😊

I had such a great time.

 

The studio holds his original easel, work chair and paints, 

and the house still hold much of the original furnishings and mountains of his artwork.

Including some hand-painted Christmas cards.

I chatted with Paulette and Sharon who were the 2 volunteers on duty this afternoon. From all accounts Mr Dobell was a bit of a character, and from the evidence left he also enjoyed a tipple or two.

The friendship chain in the photo is made from the ring pulls while playing pool with locals.   Paulette said it used to go all around the room.

While I made these discoveries, Robbie had a wander around the lake edge.

 

It was then back to the van and so we are now back to the start. Robbie fishing and me paddling my feet.

 

The park we are currently staying at is lovely, and is home to a large number of ducks.   

One of the things we learned on the first day was not to leave food.  We had made lunch and decided to eat outside.  

The ducks were around, but no bother.  I got up to grab something from inside and one of the cheeky blighters jumped up onto the table and stole half my sandwich. 

To add insult to injury Robbie tried to swat it away and in doing so knocked over his drink, so the other half of my sandwich was soaked with red cordial.  We laughed and laughed, and now make sure we don’t leave the table until we have finished.

All for today lovelies.  

I hope all mums had a great day.

Take care and keep enjoying life.

Love us.