a perfect swim

It's already mid-March - officially Autumn - and I had my first (and, probably, only) "summer" swim on the weekend at Omaha. It was glorious. But why did I wait so long when I love swimming in the ocean so much?

Reading: Wild : from lost to found on the Pacific Crest Trail by Cheryl Strayed

the long summer

This is how I spent four days last week - camping in Coromandel. Best swim - New Chums Beach.
But now I'm back at work.

Top: New Chums Beach, caravan decals, sandcastles at Port Jackson, cabin at Papa Aroha
Middle: shell curtain in Colville, dusk at Papa Aroha, Whangapoua, sunset at Cooks Beach
Bottom: Mercury Islands from Opito Bay lookout, hillside at Crayfish Bay, "Kiwi zone, no dogs" sign at Opito Bay, Cooks Beach

days of summer

 

That is Mr Mingus in the garden showing you his little golden wings.

The beach is just a ten minute slow walk from our house. We swam there on Saturday evening. It was lovely. I wish this summer could last forever.

Reading How Proust can change your life by Alain De Botton and Kinfolk magazine + Eating sweetcorn from the garden + Listening to Sarah Blasko + Online for Journal de jours

already a holiday

These photos were taken while staying 'up North' for a few days - the first of many holidays to come, I hope. The weather was wonderful and we swam in the ocean which I love to do.

Reading A moveable feast by Ernest Hemingway + Watching Girls, season 2

Happy New Year

Here's Eric in the (empty) paddling pool enjoying the hot summer weather. Or attention seeking. Or letting me know that he is home and therefore available to be fed. But, undeniably, cute!


And - at last - a new friend. For my Wellington friend. He had to be hers when I noticed her wearing the exact same socks! I'm not sure about the mood though. Pensive? Noble? Sad? The photo doesn't show it but I embroidered claws on this guy. Maybe he's just trying to look tough. But, really, he's just a softie.