Don't say...time passes.
Does it ever worry you at how quickly time passes ? It panics me a bit when I think how clearly I can recall staring out of the sliding glass windows of the Bulloo River Hotel in Thargomindah in 1989, single, no idea what my future would hold....and now 21 years later here I am. I don't know if I would go back and slow life down...but I am fascinated at how quickly a year can pass.
On this subject please forgive me as I indulge myself just one last time on the subject of the Maleny holiday.
We buried a mini-time capsule in 2007 in an old coffee jar under the massive Mulberry tree at the farm. Inside were macadamia nuts, lavendar, small toys and a chart we had all made we our responses to the highlights of the week. Every now and then throughout the year we would talk about whether it would be there, what had we written, had someone else found it...so when we had all arrived last week it was high on the agenda to uncover it.
Thankfully it was there !!
Sadly the lid didn't seal properly or keep out the rainfall and the contents was completely saturated. We all agreed (after passing the jar around) that the insides smelt of cow poop. We were really disappointed - to be honest I think I was the most disappointed of all....we tried slowly to open up the comments page and the next day we were able to read bits of it.
Of course, Pthc4 helped us to fashion a new weather proof capsule and it's buried for our return in 2009.
