Super Slow But Moving with Purpose

There is a saying in our family that you might know by now; Step Step Peck. When faced with a mammoth challenge be a chook. Step Step (Scratch a Bit) Peck. They just keep on going. One foot and one beak after the other. Step Step Peck. A chicken does not see the enormity of feeding herself every day she just Steps, Steps Pecks.

I have flown right across the United States of America in Step Step Peck fashion and am in California now. Down the road from the airport. Catching my breath – catching up on writing and disengaging.

I travel just one step after the other with my head swivelling from side to side looking for treasures. One flight cancelled, the next one booked, getting in late to LAX (which frankly is a shambles). Getting to the hotel was bonkers – I may as well have just walked.

Three times last night the fire alarm went off here at the hotel all false alarms and all incredibly loud the shriek of the alarm in every room. I was so sound asleep the first time it felt like hot dirty hands had reached down a well where I was floating in the clear water and hauled me out, shrieking. I called the desk each time – I was not going to take the stairs and the lift in a fire is stupid but I could not smell any smoke, There were no shouts from below – the woman on the phone said False alarm someone must be smoking on your floor. (How do you know that – I thought – I did not see you in the hallway). Each time alarm went off I would go out into the hallway and inform all the people who were peeking out their doors, with no intention of exiting the building at all – that it was a false alarm, said the lady at the desk – and they all pulled their heads back into their shells, quietly shut the shutters on their eyes and retreated back into sleep.

It is hard to leave the farm and all its souls so I try to take a few hours in a strange place with no distractions to just breathe and disengage my America self and prepare to engage y New Zealand self.

Tonight I fly out to NZ at 10pm. It is literally my favourite flight in the world. Every time I see that big Air New Zealand plane I take a photo for you through tears of joy.

I am going to remain writing here with you until the .ORG page is absolutely correct. We may need to wait another few days though as I know that many of you were able to subscribe now, (which was brilliant) but the test post I sent out did not land (the saga continues and yes I am keeping you totally informed). I am also getting no notifications yet. I am guessing that little blog on .ORG did not land in your email inbox. I am getting apprehensive every time I have to report an error to Duane. Poor fellow has toiled over this website for months and still it will not run.

If it were a motor we can assume he is still under the bonnet.

But thats ok! You and I are still here all bright eyed and bushy tailed and I simply refuse to get worried.

It will work out. It is all in the Lap of the Gods now and Duane.

It is sad though – I made a lovely little post this morning on the new site but then my pictures would not load!! I just laughed!! Thank goodness for Old Trusty. (here) You can pop over if you like thekitchensgarden.org. It is a very short read. I am not making the big announcement yet – things are still rendering down (I was going to announce it today) but if you would like to try sign in it might help us see what is or is not happening. Report back!

Love Love

Have an awesome day wherever you are.

I have all day here in CA so comment – I enjoy chatting with you all as I go.

Celi