There was something to celebrate in 1963
Tauranga – 1963
There was something to celebrate in 1963
I'm a lover of creativity and movement, expressed through photography, words, travel and sports.
There was something to celebrate in 1963
As spring enters her own, blooms open, and nectar is there for the taking, and the Tui sings lustily with another lick.
Last November, I told myself, let's get back into it; how hard can it be? I am reasonably fit, and I love being out in the bush. Then half marathon training took over; now it's not; and warm weather is on the way. Getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning.
A tribute to Uncle Danny, a man I only knew for approximately a quarter of his 80+ years, though the Squire knew him all of his.
Sometimes Spring isn't always about those pretty blossoms.