Kids are kids no matter the species.
Oh, how I loved to poke and prod at the presents under the tree when I was little. And, oh how, when they were little, I tried to outwit my own kids’ attempts to snoop on Santa.
Freedom
I’d like to see some monkeys, not in the zoo, roaming free, I told my son during my visit to Thailand in 2013. Lopburi is the place for you, he said.
Plenty in Pongaroa
Route 52 between Weber and Pongaroa wound on and on. There was paddock after paddock, sheep, lots of sheep, flowering broom, the occasional farm house (rare but we did see one or two), very few other cars on the road (make that three), and no shops, no service […]
Home through the boondocks – a photo log
The long road home from Gisborne to Napier takes you through the boondocks. Tiniroto Road, also known as the Inland Road, between Gisborne and Wairoa is almost as far off the beaten track as it’s possible to get in New Zealand without going off road. It’s 104km of […]
Eastwoodhill – a tree lover’s sanctuary
Never heard of Douglas Cook? Me neither. Or at least not until I visited Eastwoodhill, the arboretum he established between the 1930s and 1960s. Cook was a little eccentric for his times. Gardening in the nude and reciting poetry, as well as loving trees, weren’t the usual preoccupations of […]
Jill's Scene 
The korero