Pigeon Park
When I was a kid I used to be captivated by Wellington’s pigeons. I know, I know – rats with wings. I don’t care. I …
When I was a kid I used to be captivated by Wellington’s pigeons. I know, I know – rats with wings. I don’t care. I …
On the plywood wall, young love sears with a white hot heat. Somebody JSH has a big, hot red heart for somebody ABs. Probably someone Joan …
For me, the last year seems to have been one of almost relentless loss. It sometimes feels like a non-stop Autumn when the leaves continue …
My office overlooks our city’s Civic Square. It is the most spectacular view. Every day as I look out any of the numerous windows that …
Do you remember those amazing days when you were first in love? When it seemed like the top of your head was going to just …
I have a friend who lives in a revamped commercial building. Numerous changes have been made to aspects of the building since she started living …
Although we are heading into Spring, the southerly wind made it harder for me to believe. It’s not that I didn’t want to believe. I …
When the settlers came to New Zealand in the 1800s they brought possessions, hopes, and dreams. These apples are growing by the Sexton’s Cottage – …
Look at you. Pathetic. Start ups always fail. You and your ridiculous dreams. You’re never going to amount to anything. Buck your ideas up. You’ve …
All I can say to the kids is if you’ve a problem in fishing or life, if you talk to an older person, you’re gonna …
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