On grief

On grief

A poorly-timed accident sends me spinning.

Serendipity

Serendipity

I know we all joke we’re two-degrees of separation from anyone else in New Zealand. But Richard and I have closer links to the land we live on than we could have imagined.

The lazy woman’s garden

The lazy woman’s garden

I’m getting lazy and spending less time in the garden. But we’re still harvesting fresh food regularly. How? I’m letting nature do the gardening for me.