Steamy Scenes
I’ve always had a childhood love of steam trains, I don’t know how I got it. My aunt’s back section probably, where we ran like the wind beside the old coal-fired trains the 20-odd metres it took to run the length of the section before waving till it was out of sight. I’ve felt spellbound […]
Spanning the Gap
I confess to having a short attention span. That doesn’t mean however that I’m not listening, it just means that you have some of my attention but I’m probably 3 or 4 hop-scotch steps ahead of you in your game plan. It’s how I’m wired. Some of my friends find this
Birds of a Feather
The common house sparrows (Passer domesticus) that congregate on the garage at my Dad’s place are fat and picky when it comes to dining out. They’ve been spoilt from good daily feedings and I’m amazed at how keen they still are after the first pickings and the second and even a third.
Our Town
Looking out over Waipukurau from Pukeora Hill (translated as ‘Hill of Health’ from Maori) I’m reminded of just how rich in history this area is and how unaccustomed we have become to using our eyes to understand what is right under our noses. Land formation is such a fascinating story.
Duck in a Row
Next door to my home town of Waipukurau in Central Hawkes Bay is the smaller township of Waipawa. Waipawa is close to a ford where the ancient Maori trail between the Manawatu Gorge and Hawke’s Bay crossed the Waipawa River. European history records that
