I'm missing the colours and the light of Genova ... so much!
And Genova, Italy
I love the way this city goes from post-modern to ancient, and everything in-between, so easily.
Otago Peninsula, New Zealand
I used to live out here on the peninsula. There are so many stunning stories to tell of the Albatross Colony, of penguin and seal colonies, of beaches and birdlife, of a coastline that leaves you looking out across an ocean that doesn't stop until it reaches South America ... some 6,000kms away.
Loved it.
Best News!!!
Much-loved friends in New Zealand just got news of a well-deserved victory.
To celebrate, I'm posting photographs of a lunch we would love to take them out to ... at the delightful L’Art'e Cafe and Gallery, if we were there in that land downunder.
The Road ...
I love this kind of view ...an empty road opening up in front of me.
Gert informed me that this song is mine, in those days as he watched me fill with the joy of that South Island roadtrip in the little red car.
I hate leaving, dislike saying goodbye, right up until that moment I'm on my way and then I am happiness-filled.
Leaving is one of those things I do best. And out there, I usually stretch myself to the limit of what I can stand and beyond sometimes, then it's okay to come home again.
I'm not a wild thing, I'm just a smalltime wanderer who doesn't like to stand still for too long.
A Favourite Scene, New Zealand
There are tracks like this, leading to the beach, back home in any New Zealand summer.
That place where the delicate scent of the yellow lupin merges with the smell of the sea is fairly close to heaven ... or that's my idea of it all.
