Canoeing in MA

Taunton River

it was nap time - and although J refused to lie down - he still slept - right on the wooden bar.
Brad enjoying the quiet.

Our bright weekend was a little sad, my mother is down in Melbourne after the death of my Uncle Peter, who was married to my late Aunt Carmel. Also my Grandmother, Doss, is not doing well and it seems she is in a coma. Also my cousin, who I truthfully don't know, but know of through my mother relaying funny stories and tidbits over many years, is dying of cancer. The memory I have of Matthew is a strapping tanned tall boy (he is not tall - he is short) but to a young 7 year old everyone is tall - who is running to his moterbike, as I race behind him trying to catch up as i DESPERATELY want to ride too. It was a trip out to his parents, my aunty Eve and Uncle Leo. These days Matthew has his own family, a beautiful wife and two infant children. May your prayers be with them all as they enjoy in the wonderment of last memories made together.