Up in the night

3.40am is no sensible time to be getting out of bed, but that's just what i did on Sunday morning! My first reason for doing so was to wake up Cody who had to be at work at 4am. He is doing a bit of relief milking on a near by dairy Farm. The second reason for getting up in the middle of the night was to get Camden to Oamaru to the dawn Anzac service.

I have never ever been to a dawn service before and have to say that really it was worth getting up for. I found the service very moving and my thoughts turned to those young men who fought in those horrid wars. We are so lucky not to have been a part of that.

The Band did them selves proud, they sounded, and looked rather regal in the darkness.

On the way home I snapped this photo from the van window...look, its still dark!
Camden was the lone piper at our little Anzac service here in Duntroon, so we attended this service as well and from there went to church. Our church in Duntroon has now closed its doors, Sunday was the final service. This is a little sad as our children have all been christened in the church, but it is a sign of changing times I guess.

Also , on this day I am sad to say my beautiful magpie friend Bruce was dead in the aviary this morning. He seemed under the weather yesterday and I was thinking I would go to the vet next week and see if he needed a tonic, or something, but I guess he needed more than that! I have no idea why he died, but do wonder if he ate some type of poison on a recent excursion?? I will miss Bruce, he was a wonderful, faithful friend who brought a little joy to our lives.