Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
The Kitchen's Garden 