South of Waiouru the barren land is often covered with snow, and the frosts linger all day in the shady places. In September the tree waits for spring and the summer to show its real colours.
Come summer, the grass is green at last, the leaves have arrived, and Hugh's brother Des is posing by the same old shed which looks as though it is on its last legs. Maybe b-in-law was the same after some long hikes in the bush.
On the main road going to Palmerston North this shed had a flock of birds flying away from their safe place inside.This was a moment that was just that, a single moment to get the shot, as one second later the birds had all gone, and the next week the shed was demolished. I guess it had been a wonderful little home in its previous days, with a warm fire blazing on cold winter nights.If only it could tell us some stories of its life.
Latest bag updates. A huge box of bags is at Queenstown(, not sure but probably from the sewers and quilters who were at Symposium and read a flyer ) and will come up on Saturday .
On Sunday I am going to Rotorua for a week, so will take lots of "Tourist Photos'. When we lived at Lake Tarawera, the beauty of the scenic lakes, mountain, and other areas was no doubt taken for granted, we could see it every day.Now when I visit I look at it with a different view. I will be able to meet old friends,share memories of days together at the lake, and hope they recognise me after many years away.
Photo courtesy of the Internet, of Lake Tarawera, and it looks just the same as it did almost 40 years ago when we first visited the area. The home of huge trout, many secluded bays, and one area with natural hot water perfect for a mid-winter dip. This time there will be no swimming or fishing, just wonderful family time together. Cheers from Jean