Speed is of the essence at the end of the day. The days are folding back into themselves way too early – I start work in the dark but prefer not to finish work in the dark. But am always caught out. Trying to get images of the farm as the gloom gathers.
Before I even fed him yesterday Wai had decided he was moving house. For the last few days I had opened the gate between him and Tima and Tane the Kune Kune couple and the kune kune had come across chatting and complaining but Wai had decided he had no time for that kind of pig…
This morning I have no words available at all. Maybe it is a Saturday thing. Working alone each day and this week being a busy one I never even had time for a grocery shop, I do find myself drifting further and further away from words.