After literally what seems many years, I have enjoyed reading various blogging friends monthly roundups of what’s been happening in their lives. It was time for me to try something new, a different approach to my blogging. I’m joining in with many others via “The Changing Seasons” – Su from Zimmerbitch . She happens to be another kiwi lass who with utter ease, writes and captures images with expertise.
So, here I am joining in and learning more.
Fingers on the keyboard, ready to tap out a few words hopefully not too mundane and they could even border on the “interesting and thought-provoking”.
Along with words, there will be a splattering of photos.
Hang on to your seat, cuppa in hand, here I go with more energy than the southerly breeze that’s whistling through my open window.
Since our return from visiting the East Coast, we have enjoyed the arrival of coffee beans to our door via a Hawkes Bay Coffee Roaster, which I still wholeheartedly recommend. If in the area, give them a go. Not only is the food scrumptious, so is their coffee – “Hawthorne”.
After some debate, we decided that we could support a smaller business closer to our door. Then there is the carbon footprint to consider—all in all, a better move in more ways than one.
Enter – Coffix.
Since a few days ago and with a stroll down the road, we haven’t looked back on how we maintain our caffeine fix. There is only one drawback with entering this establishment is their ginger crunch. One of us can’t resist the temptation. No, it wasn’t me.
Years ago pre-Squire time, I spent many hours working in a Trade Aid establishment, I believe in their philosophy and still support them when I can. Hence, my pleasure to read that Coffix buys their beans via Fair Trading. Let’s hope it’s true as sometimes all the guff isn’t always correct.
Issues without Tissues
Opening the door to head outdoors still leaves me feeling slightly uncomfortable. I have never approached people with fear or trepidation; my usual approach is with caution until proven right or wrong. I appreciate all of those that make an effort in keeping their distance. It’s always rewarded with a smile and a cheerful, “Good Morning”. I don’t understand those that aren’t making an effort and staying clear of me. Perhaps they think the virus is no threat to them? Perhaps they have no one in their lives with compromised immune systems?
Here are a few very quickly taken snapshots where I’ve walked trying to keep my distance.
I do need to head out to capture our neighbourhood when I’m not training as my current style of stopping and starting isn’t the way to improve my stride or time. Which needs to be quicker if I’m to get myself over the finish line. All that’s to happen in September when I compete in my next half marathon. I’ll share more about how that is going at the end of June.
Have a good week,