On grief

On grief

A poorly-timed accident sends me spinning.

A new driveway

A new driveway

Some major work has been occurring in the subdivision that will make visiting us easier and more pleasant.

Storm surge

Storm surge

We weren’t entirely unscathed by Gabrielle, but we are left feeling very grateful.

Spraying gorses

Spraying gorses

Gorse is an unfortunate reality of owning farmland in New Zealand. This week I got out and sprayed some.

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.

Fencing folly

Fencing folly

Simultaneously the most boring, difficult, and utterly necessary bit of owning a farm.