Briarwood Greytown

... about that time of day especially here; the light is perfect, the temperature is just right, and on this occasion, the sky had cleared so I got a complete view of my surroundings. It was a good feeling to be standing among wast-high rye next to soil that I had prepared to create life, looking at a beautiful mountain range at sunset. This has been a pretty good mistake - ending up here. I will be sad to move on.

... a discussion I had with him after their performance. What a small world this is.

Today Colin, Brendan, and Mandy were in Wellington at the market and I spent the day in the field working the ground, covering the compost we had filled with trenches with so we can start planting. It was cloudy and cool, so a good day to work outside.

I'm finding a lot of interesting things here. Colin's line of work has ...

... I haven't been able to use sincerely in a while. The strange thing is that I don't feel the need to stay here longer than I am. I am perfectly fine with moving on to the next thing, although I regret not being ablt to help Colin plant all his seedlings; he could use some willing hands. I am not sure what is triggering this sort of sensation, but it is all right.

I hope this feeling decides to hang around for a while. I've found it to be pleasant company.

So I guess I won't be thinning any apple trees any time soon. After receiving no further information or contact, I did a little research and found an address for RTW New Zealand, which was supposed to be my employer. Las night, I drove from Napier to Hastings, which is just a short jaunt inland, and went searching for the headquarters so I could show up the next morning to force myself into a job. After whizzing up and down the same street a few times, I rolled up ...

Another quiet day. I know that the are those that believe that when on vacation you should pack as much into every day as possible but I am not one of those. When I went skiing as an adult (as opposed to childhood trips) I was quite happy to have a lie in to miss the queues, take an early lunch to miss the queues and come down early to miss the queues. Getting up at 6am and skiing til dark is not what I call a vacation nor is being out and about ...

... Als wir dann am Ziel ankamen und das Eingangsschild mit "Nirvana Naturally" sahen und direkt darauf zuhielten wurden wir sofort in unseren Gedanken bestätigt. Wir landeten direkt in einem Nudisten Camp ;-)....hehe werdet ihr jetz denken. Dachte ich da dann au. Aber keine Angst wurden dann nicht gleich von einer Horde Nackter begrüßt, eher von 5 Pudels und einem netten Rotweiler Namens Bass. Die Frau von Gerry war auch da. Sie ist eine Art Heilpraktikerin und ...

... somethings--under every rock. As soon as you lift a rock, a dozen small crabs will go scuttling to new hiding places. Stuck to the rock itself will be Paua (New Zealand abalone), starfish, anemones, and other less-identifiable things. On top of the rocks will be various snails and curious blobs. Sheila began wondering what might be good to eat. A true wildlife afficianado, that one. After Plimmerton we wandered up to Paekakariki, with some fruitless ...

... the other. The hostel was set on top of a steep hill looking out to sea with no drive and only access by foot to get to it. The owners were so friendly and made us tea in a teapot (complete with teacups and saucers!)when we arrived. All around the garden and hostel were impressive sculptures and paintings that the owners had collected. They had a dog called ...

... was uneventful and not as rough as the journey over to the south island. We sat inside for most of the time, enjoying the warmth, only going outside as we entered the North Island. Off the ferry and the plan was to head out and spend the night with cousin ted - Kev's cousin Kenneth, who had moved out to NZ a couple of years ago. He lived in featherstone on the east side of wellington and we thought that it would take about an hour to get there from the ferry port. We were ...

... manoevers we were told. We managed to catch some sleep on the bus and then it was time for our stop in Paraparaumu. We got dropped off and 30 minutes later Ron picked us up and took us to their beach house in Rumauti. It is a beautiful house right on the beach. When we got in we took a long walk on the beach with their dogs. It was just beautiful. We could see Kapati Island across the way and actually see the South ...