Author: Lynsey

Commuting 

Commuting 

“Someone to love, somewhere to live, somewhere to work and something to hope for.” ― Norman Kirk, “The town that’s used to being disappointed”. A dark …

 

Winter solstice

Winter solstice

Rather than snow on the shortest day, our ornamental cherry is covered in lichen. It’s great not having snow, but the lichen is not a …

 

Testing times

Testing times

These past few months have been challenging. Not that we’ve been unduly unwell or traumatised by war or any of those kinds of challenges, but …

 

Blue sky dreaming

Blue sky dreaming

There’s been plenty of blue skies today. Gale force winds have chivvied the clouds around almost recklessly. Hapless office workers scuttled around at lunch time, …

 

Four eggs

Four eggs

I’m making breakfast for the family. I crack an egg – double yolks. Amazing! I’ve cracked hundreds – probably thousands of eggs and I’ve never …

 

The black sheep of the family

The black sheep of the family

Who, at some point, hasn’t thought that they might be the black sheep of the family? You know, that one person in the family that …

 

Everything is not as it seems

Everything is not as it seems

The New Zealand flag was flying proudly over the Beehive this afternoon. Blues skies. Life is good. No poverty, no depression, the economy is on the up-and-up. Land …

 

The passengers are back

The passengers are back

A few days in from the official start of the working year and more and more people are gradually returning to work. We used to take …

 

The summer day

The summer day

I walk past this elm tree most days on the way to and from work. I’ve feel a bit a of a relationship with it …

 

Three red cars

Three red cars

“On my way to school I watch the cars going past the bus and remember their colours. 3 red cars in a row mean that it …