Now, if I were a full-on trainspotter, I would’ve been salivating with pure bliss last week
Category: Life at No.22
Honouring Mateship: Reflections on Anzac Day
These bonds formed by diversity stood out to me today. We call them mates. A name bandied around in jest, love and mutual admiration.
Snapshots of Tauranga #49
As I ambled along the retreating and returning lapping of waves, with the gentle sound filling the air
Snapshots of Tauranga #48
Staring up into the sky and canopy to admire those gorgeous, tremendous gods of the forest, the mighty kauri
Snapshots of Tauranga #47
Sometimes those simple, small pleasures are hidden in everyday humdrum until you look deeper.
Life at No. 22 