We didn't march or attend a dawn service
We did talk about war, peace, service, gratefulness, remembering, giving thanks, history and biscuits.
Mostly, it has to be said, about the biscuits.
We made pancakes, french toast and ... biscuits (of the anzac variety) at breakfast time.
There was a long bike ride with not too much complaining up the hills (there may or may not have been biscuit rewards at the top of those hills).
There was lots of reading in front of the fire.
With more bikkies and cups of tea.
Dinner with our friends-who-are-family.
Exam practice sessions with some junior doctors who are hoping to be GPs one day
And then a hot drink and a biscuit before bed.
It was a lovely day
We were all very grateful for the biscuits.
And ... for being here in this country, in this time of peace and having the opportunity to remember and be grateful.
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Beautiful post, Ally. Have a great weekend. xox
ReplyDeleteSounds like a special ANZAC day.
ReplyDeleteLesley x.
We have lots to be grateful for, peacetime a big one though we've thankfully known no other.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a lovely way to celebrate Anzac day. And the bikkies look yum.
ReplyDeleteA perfect way to show gratitude for the peace that we live in today. Enjoying it to the fullest!
ReplyDeleteHello, deeply grateful to live here too, so safe and secure in Australia. Sounds like a lovely day for your family. Lovely to meet you via the Grateful linky.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a similar day to ours. I do like Anzacs, nice and crunchy.
ReplyDeleteAmen to that, Ally. x
ReplyDeleteThe enduring power of the anzac biccie never fails to amaze me. When I make our batch each year, I always think of the women - the mums, the sisters, the lovers - who made them for their men. The hope that went into each one that it would offer their men some comfort, and find them safe.
ReplyDeleteLovely post.
What's a hill without a reward at the top? Gorgeous pic and story as always :-)
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