Monday, 27 January 2025

A poem


There's an eerie woosh
and a wood pigeon plumps
down into a kowhai.
It sits there pleased
and with red rimmed eyes,
judges our intentions. 
It's small head a cork 
perched on a jug.

excerpt from a poem by Kay McKenzie Cooke.

Friday, 24 January 2025

Thursday, 23 January 2025

The pub on the corner

Now known as Crofters Arms has had several incarnations since the days it was known locally as The Flying Jug.

Friday, 17 January 2025

Gabriel Read memorial


In 1861 Gabriel Read found gold near the Tuapeka River and triggered the  Otago, NZ gold rush.

 

Saturday, 4 January 2025

Feeling blessed.

 Picked fresh from friends gardens and given to us.  We'd already cooked and eaten some when I thought to take a photo.