If it had to perish twice

In order to give Jennifer and Ezra a chance to relax without being bothered by two strapping lads, Henry and I decided to take some air and pop across the road, feed the ducks, have a go on the slide, and have a few sets on the hardcourts of the Geilston Bay Tennis Club. On our way in, we noted the row of cockatoos grazing on the lawn, and the snow on Mount Wellington over the river.

I am aware that there remains some demand for baby photos, so will endeavour to get a few more up over the next few days when I get the chance. Henry appears to dislike me typing on the keyboard, so I generally do this when Elmo has been acting as a decoy. Well done Elmo!

Here's a Robert Frost poem that I like to tide you over until then:

Fire and Ice
Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.