We have drifted into November like leaves blown gently against a hedge. A climbing rose clings stubbornly pink to the archway in the back garden but there is little left to cover the gangly apple visible through the curved frame. It is a peaceful time. The belly is full.
November 5, 2011
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Flowers explode as we bounce in to our kiwi spring. Wildly oscillating almost daily between scorching calm and antarctic winds. We brace ourselves against the latter knowing its spells will become gradually briefer. We know if we are patient the sun will win the battle and summer will be upon us. For now we slap on the sun screen, even in the wind and rain, to prevent our winter skin turning red as the harsh kiwi sun beats down behind the clouds. It’s a vibrant time. Our expectations are full
Comment by funkypancake — November 6, 2011 @ 6:06 am