Rainbows may be a physical manifestation of moisture and light but I much prefer to think of them in terms of their magical and mystical powers. Yesterday I saw the Inter Island Ferry from Wellington cruise right through a rainbow in the harbour and imagined a... 
With jack frost nipping at our heels I like to look at my autumnal photographs from our trip to Queenstown for an instant warm-up. Â All those fiery colours warm the cockles of your heart. Â The child in me wants to run down the path kicking up the leaves perhaps... 
There is a mystic to the South Island of New Zealand that I have never experienced anywhere else I have travelled in the world. Â Every corner and crevice seems to contain a magic that lifts your sense of place in the world. Â Even in these modern times you can... 
A little like New Zealand’s internet speeds, I only have so much bandwidth in my mind and in my waking hours. Along with low productivity in the ironing and baking department my blogging has lost its flow. Whilst this absence of mind and presence of regular... 
Friday night on most Kiwi high streets is the busiest of the week on account of the hordes of people picking up their favourite take-away food. It has long been traditionally the one day in the week  when I threw in the proverbial tea towel and treat myself to the... 