In which one square centimetre of cotton helps me cross the language barrier, or does it?
Writing, gardening, and travel photography; all together on Freshly Seen
In which there’s more to paddling than you might first expect.
In which pride rides before a fall – again.
As with fog in winter, the sun clears things up.
I arrive home as scheduled and my iPad takes a detour.
In which our plans are thwarted and our road trip revised.
Footbridges and other worries
It took me a while to get my driver’s licence. Years. I had the help of several teachers. They needed plenty of patience and I needed practice – lots of it. Along the way there were graunched gear changes, burnt out clutches, and bunny hops – on one […]
Waipawa Crafties meet erratically. Some of us produce consistently. Others (okay, me) not so much. In the two years I’ve gone along I have completed one garment – a woollen jersey (sweater). I have also started a knitted quilt, worked on a small Christmas themed cross stitch, persevered […]