Category: Life
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Slack Lines
When Sophie was 21 I made her a quilt. I do not make many as they are all hand stitched with a needle and my mother’s thimble and they take a long time to make. But they are treasures. This one still looks as good as the day it was finished. Setting up the Slack Line.…
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Australia: A Beach
To reach the beach we walked through the bush from the house (in New Zealand and Australia we call the woods/forest The Bush) down a well maintained path that meanders across a reasonably steep hill and then through a lagoon until accompanied by the applause of wild geese we burst out into the beach. Going to…
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Adrenaline
I always think that for the first few days in a new country a person runs on pure adrenaline. And adrenaline is injected via images and sounds and scents. Each creating the push that keeps one going. But in so doing: disabling the ability to disassemble the sounds and scents and visuals and reassemble them…
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in, out, off, on, gone
I reached California last night, safely encased in my travel bubble, booked into my cupboard sized relatively economically priced hotel room, pulled off all my winter gear, went back to the lobby and bought fruit, water and toothpaste, (always with the toothpaste) then lay down on my big crisp white perfectly made bed and slept…
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Of CoursE. IT SnowS.
More than the predicted three inches too. Tomorrow I catch a plane to California to get ready to catch a plane to Australia. Of course it snows. Just to give me The Fear. And it is forecast to snow a little tomorrow too so I seriously have The Fear. My bags are ready. (I fly…
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