Shopping in Wellington

No! Not for clothes. No point in doing that. No point in shopping for clothes unless it is a new carhart jacket.  When I get back to the farm it will be work clothes all the way – until January when I return to New Zealand for Senior Son’s wedding. So I am leaving my …

A garden in the city

Up the back of a lovely old house, on a hill in Mirimar, in Wellington, New Zealand – is a wild garden. Wild. You could get lost in this garden. So I did. (You can tell I am talking to my middle sister on the phone in that picture. My back is very straight.  You have …

Play on the beach

I am sending you this message from the East Coast of the North Island, New Zealand. The children (who are no longer children)  have rented a second cottage on the edge of a cliff just around the  beach-bend from Castle Point.  We have two glorious nights here before we go through the hills and into Wellington …

My Little Sister

Yesterday  when we were out driving in the country I ate something that made me ill. Very ill actually.  By lunchtime I was heaving and by the end of it even a small sip of water came straight back up.  But it didn’t last long – about 18 hours I suppose. A lot of weight …

walking the dog

In Hawkes Bay, New Zealand, the powers that be have created miles and miles of limestone or concrete paths, for bicycles and walkers. Miles of them. Right through the wetlands and the farms and  down the beaches and through the country. You can walk and walk. Tourists and locals, able and disabled  alike can enjoy …

Snippets of Joy

Weddings are a curious mixture of fraught and fun. In laws and Out laws. Old husbands and new husbands.  Step mothers and watchful ex wives. Smiles to hide fright. Smiles as manners. Smiles as snippets of  joy.  Smiles that are all eyes and no eyes at all. The children  dipping and running through the legs of …

New Zealand

I am here now.  Napier. New Zealand. We are there now.  It is spring. The festivities have begun.  I am up too early as usual. In a moment I will pull a few more clothes on and go for a walk up the beach – today we have the wedding rehearsal. But for the moment: here …

Flux

Half way to somewhere. In transit.  Betwixt and between. When I travel between where I have been and where I am going, I descend into a deeply organised stream of consciousness kind of existence that has no tether. I seldom speak now except to thank the air hostess as I glide off the plane, my …

Bye Bye Miss c

“It’s alright miss c. I’ve got everything under control. We are going to be making halloween costumes while you are gone. Now off you go. You have a plane to catch. Poppy and I can manage.” “Thank you Timatanga Moana.  I feel so much better knowing you and Poppy are in charge. “ Love your friend …

Steaming full ahead

I am not behind yet, but I am definitely at Full Steam. Ahead. The skies have cleared after a few days of rugged weather. A little taste of winter. I am even wearing my carhart jacket again – broken zip and all – inside. The chimney needs cleaning before we can light fires. As I write …