My sister, Sadie, wrote an assignment for school and, hopefully you don’t mind, Sade, I would like to share a bit with you all. This was a tiny segment from her writing, “…but now I will have to adjust to her being gone again and accept the fact that I will never have those days again. Letting go is hard, but it is possible. It will seem impossible many times. Often times it is scary to think about things changing and letting go. But after it is done, life can let all the happiness in.” Is she a gem or what?
Life is golden. You know what else is golden? Kiwis. Golden kiwis (yellow) are a thing, and they are here. New Zealand is very protective of their species, though, and will not allow the export, they’re keeping this one for themselves, folks.
Today was WIND-ee. The word “wind” has new meaning as I asked my coworker before departing, “In all seriousness, is the wind going to sweep me off my feet?” She replies, “Oh, just grab a lamp pole.” I chuckled a slightly nervous chuckle as I ventured out to the domination of ocean > baby island. No exaggeration.
Mastering the art of apple pie
Annie gave me this fabulous notepad before leaving, it holds all kinds of lists to be conquered. It’s a treasure.
Wellington is wildly eclectic, it’s this fantastic combination of Hawaii + San Fran + London personalities. The sky moves visibly oober fast, clouds on high speed… It’s understandable, then, that we may have bright sunshine one second and torrential downpour the next. You’d think I would’ve learned to be prepared for it by now, yeah? Not so much. The city + country combination is good for the soul, allowing respite from whichever tires.
Daniel is off to Guam tomorrow, see you in (almost) my time zone!
Someone’s driveway, pretty cool, huh?
On a sunny day, it’s not uncommon to find people laying (napping) on the city’s sporadic greenery. Soakin’ it in.
Some Molly wisdom. Thanks, Mama, for being.