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Sand and Sheep
I have reached the sea. The long gorgeous Kapiti Coast. There is a swell and the coast is wild. Murky. Windy. Whipping waves. Divine. The wind is down as I write. Early morning. So I will get out there before everyone wakes up. Though I am sure I will have a few little people (…
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Off Out to the Beach TODAY
When I travel I jog from one son or brother or sister to another and then one friend to another dragging my little cabin bag behind me like an obedient dog. I am in the process of re-packing my little cabin bag up again. Finding anything that has drifted out of place. Rolling and stowing…
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Decay Time: The Reverberation of Words
The time it takes for a sound to hang in suspense like that is called decay time. Or. Reverberation time. It’s half life will depend on the acoustics of course. Some sounds will last longer than others. If the sound or the word is pronounced in a room with perfect acoustics and the listener is…
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The First Real New Zealand Day
I found myself floundering a little these first few days in New Zealand. We had a death on the farm. Which knocked me sideways. But yesterday finally I walked and found my feet and began to smell the air and hear the Tuis. Where I grew up – on a beach in New Zealand –…
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Sadly Mr Flowers has Passed Over
Yesterday morning Our John found Mr Flowers dead under his usual night-time perch in the barn. Dead on the floor. There was no evidence of a predator. No battle. He appears to have died in his sleep. and fallen off his perch. It is a miserable loss to the farm. To us. John dug a…
The Kitchen's Garden 