Category: Travel
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Shopping in Wellington
No! Not for clothes. No point in doing that. No point in shopping for clothes unless it is a new carhart jacket. When I get back to the farm it will be work clothes all the way – until January when I return to New Zealand for Senior Son’s wedding. So I am leaving my…
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A garden in the city
Up the back of a lovely old house, on a hill in Mirimar, in Wellington, New Zealand – is a wild garden. Wild. You could get lost in this garden. So I did. (You can tell I am talking to my middle sister on the phone in that picture. My back is very straight. You have…
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walking the dog
In Hawkes Bay, New Zealand, the powers that be have created miles and miles of limestone or concrete paths, for bicycles and walkers. Miles of them. Right through the wetlands and the farms and down the beaches and through the country. You can walk and walk. Tourists and locals, able and disabled alike can enjoy…
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Snippets of Joy
Weddings are a curious mixture of fraught and fun. In laws and Out laws. Old husbands and new husbands. Step mothers and watchful ex wives. Smiles to hide fright. Smiles as manners. Smiles as snippets of joy. Smiles that are all eyes and no eyes at all. The children dipping and running through the legs of…
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New Zealand
I am here now. Napier. New Zealand. We are there now. It is spring. The festivities have begun. I am up too early as usual. In a moment I will pull a few more clothes on and go for a walk up the beach – today we have the wedding rehearsal. But for the moment: here…
The Kitchen's Garden 