Travels in New Zealand and beyond, going back to 2003!
Winter has started with its usual mixed bag in Wellington – calm, sunshine days that are moderately mild lull us into a sense of ease, before a sudden southerly change hurls us into an abrupt awareness that it is actually the season of winter. Gale force winds, heavy rain, and snow on the distant Kaikoura…
Oh my, what a day of weather! In Wellington, today, it was almost possible to forget it was winter altogether. The sun shone gloriously and the calm air let the warmth shine through, without the usual wind chill factor bringing it down. The tide was super high and the waves rolling in, from far out…
A sunset on a Saturday, at beautiful Princess Bay, on Wellington’s South Coast. The gift of light, in all its entirety – from dawn to dusk and every filtered stream in-between. The luminescent glow of light, reflected off the greenest canopy, in the New Zealand bush. Light filtering through the canopy, to shine on a…
Yellow, in the garden, drawing butterflies in – Yellow, in the setting sun, drawing my eyes to the horizon – Yellow, reflecting off the water, as I finish my evening run – And yellow, of my youngest daughter’s pirate hat, blowing bubbles on a boat with her friend – Linking up with –
I took a walk, alone, on a Friday evening, after a week of being with my three children, every hour of every day. Alone, by the sea, I walked along the beach, past couples entwined and groups of friends sharing drinks, past people walking their dogs and jogging on the sand. There wasn’t anyone else…
What a trip! Exhausting with three children and a husband working hard in the office Monday to Friday! It wasn’t a holiday, but most certainly an adventure and an experience – with some amazing sights either side of the working week and a couple of incredible weekends either side. The drive back, from San Francisco…
In less than three weeks we fly away from our home of some fifteen years, New Zealand, to start an adventure living in Santa Barbara, CA, USA. Our new adventure may be for just a year, three years, or possibly more. In this past week we flew up to Auckland, from our home in Wellington,…
The raging sea is quiet, fishing boats at ease. The ferry glides out the harbour, a sight to please. The planes descend, to a Wellington of calm. From the sky all looks fine, though the beaten coast needs many caring hands. Sea walls completely washed away, footpaths and roads a mess. Sand dunes dealt a massive blow,…