Roadside Chats (18) 17/11/15 I head into a slight bend between Blenheim and Havelock. I feel tired; weak. I wonder if the anaesthetic’s still affecting me. It’s so good the colonoscopy’s over. Suddenly the Camper loses power. Something’s wrong! I…
Roadside Chats (17) 24/10/15 Crossing the small bridge north of Kekerengu I see red & blue flashing lights. Too late! I slow to a stop in front of the parked police car. Bugger; I was over 110. As the policeman…
Roadside Chats (16) 10/9/15 The tui’s are nesting. There’s a gap in the bush opposite Deep Song. Bursts of song emerge from within. Yesterday I watched a tui… soar… soar… higher… ever higher… then swoop… swoop… swoop. Swooping & swooping…
The sharp sword is the kindest So they say They're W R O N G ~ T H E R E ’ S Pain Either way
Beneath the hills of silence I R A I S E M Y B R O K E N Hand
I’ve lost everything but this borrowed robe The P O O L O F L O V E Is Everywhere
Upon the beach where no one walks The stranger stands and turns You M E E T H E R G L A N C E With Confidence Her eyes they wondrously burn
The factory’s almost empty now You see her stolen face Beyond The W A L L S O F Innocence There lies a land of grace
Roadside Chats (15) 10/7/15 The shortest day passes. I light the fire more frequently. Winter or summer the Wakamarina Valley is a stunningly beautiful place to live. At Deep Song, I enjoy the company of kereru, bellbirds, tui’s, fantails, a…
Roadside Chats (14) 20/5/15 Driving through Pear Tree Flat I come across a man walking. I pull over and introduce myself. His name is Donald. He’s a local; in his mid 70s. I invite him up for a cupper next…