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		<title>It&#8217;s all happening&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/09/16/its-all-happening/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Sep 2011 08:31:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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Sometimes it&#8217;s hard to see change happening. Good change that is. Bad change seems to have a special gift for happening incredibly quickly. Good things &#8230;]]></description>
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Sometimes it&#8217;s hard to see change happening. Good change that is. Bad change seems to have a special gift for happening incredibly quickly. Good things seem to take a while to settle in. It&#8217;s easy to think that nothing is happening, but it is. Deep inside. Slowly, imperceptibly, change can be happening.</p>
<p>When Spring finally takes hold, this oak tree is likely to be covered in the vibrant lime green of new growth. Likely, but not a guarantee &#8211; trees have their own seasons measured with a subtlety beyond our rush-rush human measures. There&#8217;s a season for us all. Some things we give up to make the change, others we ease into and take more on board with. We&#8217;re all changing, all the time. It&#8217;s all happening. It&#8217;s just not always that obvious. Thankfully.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
02. Every day is an opportunity for a new beginning.<br />
25. Every day your light shines for others to see.<br />
40. Every day give things a chance to work out.</p>
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		<title>Welcome, stranger</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/09/01/welcome-stranger/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 09:14:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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The first day of Spring, a beautiful warm morning. And there, in our garden, bright against the blue sky &#8211; a white iris. There&#8217;s nothing &#8230;]]></description>
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The first day of Spring, a beautiful warm morning. And there, in our garden, bright against the blue sky &#8211; a white iris. There&#8217;s nothing exceptional about most white irises.</p>
<p>Except this one. </p>
<p>There were no white irises planted in our garden as far as I&#8217;m aware. We&#8217;ve never had white iris flowers in this spot before. So, where did this mysterious one come from? My guess is, it&#8217;s as a result of the unprecedented snow fall we had a couple of weeks back &#8211; somehow the snow transformed the usual dark velvety blues into crisp white. Suburban magic!</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
02. Every day is an opportunity for a new beginning.<br />
08. Every day choose to bring about change.<br />
32. Every day have a laugh.</p>
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		<title>A seasoned traveler</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/03/16/a-seasoned-traveler/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Mar 2011 09:39:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Wellington]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[apple]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Bolton Street Memorial Park]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[dreams]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[everyman]]></category>
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When the settlers came to New Zealand in the 1800s they brought possessions, hopes, and dreams. These apples are growing by the Sexton&#8217;s Cottage &#8211; &#8230;]]></description>
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When the settlers came to New Zealand in the 1800s they brought possessions, hopes, and dreams. These apples are growing by the Sexton&#8217;s Cottage &#8211; one of the oldest surviving buildings in Wellington, in the Bolton Street Memorial Park. I like to think this is a tree from a seedling or tree carried out from the UK in those early days, but I suspect it&#8217;s probably more modern than that. And what a terrific crop, growing just a few meters of the centre of the city.</p>
<p>While making the shot I wondered about the apple &#8211; to me, a food as well as a concept or an idea that resonates in so many ways of &#8216;home&#8217;. I could call up many memories in which apples had a role. Ubiquitous, but anything but common. Humble yet noble, the everyman (or woman) fruit.</p>
<p>If I was travelling to a far-off place what would I take? I decided that like the Victorians, yes, I think I probably would take an apple tree or two with me &#8211; for the fruit, the wood, for the love, for home, and for my new home. Across the globe, across the years. </p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/" target="_blank">Manifesto</a><br />
04. Every day is an opportunity to cultivate the promise of the future.<br />
14. Every day the ordinary can be the extraordinary.<br />
30. Every day use all your senses. Touch. Smell. Taste. Hear. See.</p>
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		<title>Ephemera</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/03/13/ephemera/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 10:38:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[linen]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[parsley]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[So beautiful. Early morning sun sparkling on the countless spider webs stranding across the graceful parsley umbrels. The seeds are maturing and already the replacement &#8230;]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5521763489_2bc6cbbfd9_o.jpg" width="800" height="465" alt="03-13" /></a>So beautiful. Early morning sun sparkling on the countless spider webs stranding across the graceful parsley umbrels. The seeds are maturing and already the replacement plants are beginning to sprout in our herb garden. </p>
<p>Taking in a deep breath I can smell the moisture, the parsley, the thyme, and the sun-warmed linen. The birds are calling, somewhere a lawn mower is meditating. Later summer, perhaps. </p>
<p>Lately everything seems there yesterday, gone today. For the moment, there was a silence, a stillness. The whole world catching a breath, taking a moment. And then the curtain ever-so-slowly, gently, drawn out by a restless breeze. </p>
<p>I breathed out.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/" target="_blank">Manifesto</a><br />
02. Every day is an opportunity for a new beginning.<br />
05. Every day is now. The present moment.<br />
48. Every day there are things you canâ€™t change. You can change the way you think about them and deal with them.</p>
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		<title>Better than gold</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/01/04/better-than-gold/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 09:38:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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Fresh new potatoes lovingly dug from my father-in-law&#8217;s garden. Fresh mint from our garden. Rinsed in beautiful (and bountiful) sparkling tap water. Gently simmered in &#8230;]]></description>
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Fresh new potatoes lovingly dug from my father-in-law&#8217;s garden. Fresh mint from our garden. Rinsed in beautiful (and bountiful) sparkling tap water. Gently simmered in their skins until just tender, and then served with butter, and freshly ground salt and pepper.</p>
<p>Simple. Elegant. </p>
<p>Could we be richer?</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
18. Every day express love. Some people need to hear it. Most people need to see it. Donâ€™t take it for granted.<br />
30. Every day use all your senses. Touch. Smell. Taste. Hear. See.<br />
42. Every day celebrate. Who you are. What you have achieved. Things that matter to you.</p>
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		<title>Pea green</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2011/01/02/pea-green/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 10:55:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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The soft new sugar-snap peas leaves are so beautiful in the morning light. I love the way they stretch out with their delicate tendrils. When &#8230;]]></description>
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The soft new sugar-snap peas leaves are so beautiful in the morning light. I love the way they stretch out with their delicate tendrils. When they find a suitable grip they wind around and grip with a strength far greater than you might first suppose.</p>
<p>We&#8217;ve harvested some of the first of the crop, plucking the pods off the vines before the sun dried off the dew. A quick rinse and then sensuous ritual of cracking open the swollen pods and rolling the fat peas bouncing into a bowl. There&#8217;s a complete set of sounds associated with peas &#8211; the squeak of the pods, the plock of the pods as they snap open, the pluck of the peas parting from the pod, and the boing-bounce of the peas in the bowl. So far we haven&#8217;t cooked the peas &#8211; we can&#8217;t bring ourselves to spoil their crisp purity. This year we enjoyed their divine freshness in green salad &#8211; beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. </p>
<p>We could buy frozen peas for cooking with if we really needed to. Or wanted to. Or could think of a reason why.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
20. Every day say thank you.<br />
29. Every day eat, drink, rest, work, exercise, play, love, create for your own good. And the good of others.<br />
49. Every day is a good day.</p>
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		<title>Sunbursts</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2010/12/06/sunbursts/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2010 09:12:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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I don&#8217;t recall a longer, warmer, dryer spell than we&#8217;re having right now. I love it. It&#8217;s the stuff of childhood memories &#8211; lying on &#8230;]]></description>
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I don&#8217;t recall a longer, warmer, dryer spell than we&#8217;re having right now. I love it. It&#8217;s the stuff of childhood memories &#8211; lying on the ground, looking up through the leaves into the blue, smelling the warm dirt and various plants, and listening to the buzz of insects. Maybe there&#8217;s a bird calling, or a plane overhead, or a neighbour roaring around with a lawnmower. Kids laughing, dogs barking &#8211; the summer celebration of life.</p>
<p>It makes me smile. I want lay back on the grass and somehow drink it all in through the very pores of my skin. To remember the peaceful days, the graceful, grateful days.</p>
<p>Beautiful.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
01. Every day is a fresh new day.<br />
03. Every day is an opportunity to reflect on the past.<br />
05. Every day is now. The present moment.</p>
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		<title>361 &#8211; Harbingers of Spring</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2010/08/27/361-harbingers-of-spring/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 08:05:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move &#8230;]]></description>
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<p><em>If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand, Rejoice, for your soul is alive.</em> &#8212; Eleanora Duse </p>
<p>No clearer expression of Spring for me than the flowers of the Magnolia stellata &#8211; a native of Japan. The flowers appear before the leaves &#8211; a joyous sign of the end of Winter, no matter how lingering it seems to be. I always feel grateful to see the blossoms.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
30. Every day use all your senses. Touch. Smell. Taste. Hear. See.<br />
39. Every day trust that there is a bigger picture. You are a part of it even if you may not know what it is.<br />
48. Every day there are things you can’t change. You can change the way you think about them and deal with them.</p>
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		<title>357 &#8211; Daffodils</title>
		<link>http://freshnewday.net/2010/08/23/357-daffodils/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Aug 2010 09:39:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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I love daffodils &#8211; it&#8217;s such a crazy name for starters, but beyond that I love they way they are, for the most part, unassuming &#8230;]]></description>
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I love daffodils &#8211; it&#8217;s such a crazy name for starters, but beyond that I love they way they are, for the most part, unassuming and unashamedly themselves. I&#8217;m not 100% keen on the insipid pastel and double versions, I much prefer the full strength yellows and orange colours, and the single flowers. I want to expand the clumps we have growing. </p>
<p>The thing I like most about daffodils is their robust reliability. No matter how foul the weather has been, come Spring, daffodils are up and flowering. They make such great role models. It&#8217;s easy to feel down in the dumps, especially if things are not going as we think they should. I suspect that at any given point of the day there are at least three of our plans not going to plan. I&#8217;m sure this is true for daffodil plans too &#8211; however, they manage to take all of this in their stride and just get on with making a success of themselves on their own terms. Enviable clarity.</p>
<p><a href="http://freshnewday.net/manifesto/">Manifesto</a><br />
16. Every day looking at the order of things gives you power.<br />
28. Every day you will be tested.<br />
34. Every day focus on your dreams.</p>
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		<title>342 &#8211; Silver eyes</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2010 08:05:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Lynsey</dc:creator>
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The birds are continuing to treat our food tree as the restaurant of choice. The silvereyes (Zosterops lateralis) are very happy to be dominating the &#8230;]]></description>
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The birds are continuing to treat our food tree as the restaurant of choice. The silvereyes (<em>Zosterops lateralis</em>) are very happy to be dominating the feeding. At least trying to dominate. It&#8217;s quite good fun watching them trying to show who&#8217;s boss by fluttering their wings and blustering away. They flitter and flutter extremely quickly and it is very difficult to capture a good clear photo.</p>
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