there’s no such thing as bad weather, only unsuitable clothing. ― alfred wainwright, a coast to coast walk we’ve had a bit of wild weather in the northern parts of new zealand for the last couple of weeks. my heart is breaking with every story of damage and loss i see on the news, and […]
(observational notes of exquisitely ordinary moments) something that surprised me // i took myself for a stroll on the beach in the late afternoon and noticed a heron, gliding quietly through the grasses in the dunes, its delicate neck waggling before lifting and carefully moving each foot forward. later, as i made my way back […]
today we hauled our kayaks into the ocean and did a short paddle from mawhitipana bay (palm beach) to onetangi. it was a beautifully sunny day, but the wind got up making whitecaps in the water as we were heading around thompson’s point. so… after spending some time exploring the remarkably clear waters around opopoto […]
+++ a run that was harder than i anticipated – every invisible flame within me burned itself to ash in the heat of the early evening sun. at the shoreline, the anticipation of a swim to follow the previous hour’s excursion tugs at me with the intensity of a siren. the water feels deliciously good […]
