When your world changes

When your world changes

  Two weeks ago I was striding along a coastal walkway, looking out over a sparkling sea, feeling free and expansive. I had just planted autumn kale and spinach in my bach garden and had the soil ready for the next stage of broad beans and carrots.   Two...
Ngāhuru – Harvest

Ngāhuru – Harvest

The woman sitting next to me at the concert pulled a paper bag out of her handbag. ‘Would you like two pears from my tree?’  This was rather surprising, first as I knew her only slightly and hadn’t seen her for two decades. Second, we were sitting on...