It's Saturday—early evening.
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It's Saturday—early evening.
I'm a lover of creativity and movement, expressed through photography, words, travel and sports.
It's Saturday—early evening.
It's spring here in Aotearoa, and the weather is consistent in its unpredictability. We ventured away for a few days to stay with Nessie (a gorgeous corgi) and her human Mum, who live in the Hawkes Bay
A week wouldn't go past without the word Fish and it's lips licking companion Chips being uttered by me or someone else I'm conversing with.
Since the breaking story of Les's transplant failing, we have been reminded on this journey of how much support we have for which we are grateful.
You sat quietly, cradling a warm cup of tea, staring out the window, a slight breeze moving a tuff of fine hair.