-
A little home, a little here, a little there.

This Wednesday post is the one that portrays how I am living more than any other. In pieces. Different hemispheres and different roles. Typical for a mother of far flung children. Juggling many balls above my head. First: The Farm in Illinois A couple of inches of snow and cold temps. Everything is handling the…
-
welcome to welly

“Welcome to Welly”, said the flight attendant into her mic as we landed. I laughed. NZers are notorious for putting ‘ey at the end of any words that don’t pay attention and shortening all the rest! I had steamed from the international airport to the domestic airport in the summer heat in Auckland, (it is…




