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Have you lost your sense of smell?
I decided this morning that I would walk the streets before starting the writing of the day. It was just past dawn. That part of the day when the colours are deep and expectant. On the way back I had drifted into a scented zone. I saw myself drop my face to a flower more…
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Melbourne, Australia
Finally. I have reached Melbourne where I will begin to work again. Though this garden is calling to me. What’s the first thing you do when you land in a new space. For me I check the fridge then set up my work space. Then plug everything in and go for a walk to scout…
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Travel Day but first a Beach Walk
In a perfect world I will have caught a plane early this morning and flown from Tauranga to Auckland. Another tree will need to be planted. From there I will catch another plane to Melbourne. But we can’t leave without having a walk on the beach. With two dogs. Dogs make the beach all the…
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Mucking about in Boats
I have left Wellington, New Zealand – and flew to Tauranga, New Zealand. (Another tree for my carbon co-pay). Then drove to Mount Manganui, which is just around the corner. My little brother – who will always be my little brother even though he has greying hair and towers over his big sister – picked…
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The Carrot Stick Lady
A story for you: As a podcast if you would like to listen in: Listen Here. ‘Tell us the story of the Carrot Lady, Grandma,’ they say. They are like birds or butterflies or crickets – woodland nymphs, these children with my grandfather’s eyes and my mother’s curly hair: hovering, fluttering, their angels lazing in…
The Kitchen's Garden 