A winter vision

A winter vision

    A winter vision In the sheltered quiet of winter, a woman is knitting She dreams a future into the stitches She makes sure the colours are bright. She will plant a river bank when the earth warms She is planning a food garden She is planning acts of...
Ancestors, Samhain and Matariki

Ancestors, Samhain and Matariki

  Every Sunday my Aunt Jessie would visit the graveyard. The graveyard lay on the other side of town, a little further out than our house, so it became a natural thing for me to join her at our gate and run alongside.   This is how I came to explore the...
Equinox bounty

Equinox bounty

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...
My friend the tree

My friend the tree

  Pōhutukawa love to stretch and yawn, to lean their limbs out into space, even as their roots remain firmly anchored in cliffs and solid ground. In the park where I walk, one such ancient tree has stretched a mighty limb out over the path. The bushy end of the...
First Fruits-Te Waru

First Fruits-Te Waru

  Here in Aotearoa after the expansion of summer, we are now facing contraction as the need to draw back into restrictions affects us all.   In uncertain times, the rhythms of nature bring comfort and teachings. Expansion and contraction are part of the...