Tag: Mum

Zoom!

Zoom!

Do you ever have one of those days when a number of plans, ideas, blue sky thinking, and general staring into space finally starts to …

 

Spring calls

Spring calls

It’s hard to imagine a more quintessential New Zealand image than a tui gathering nectar from a kowhai hightlighted against a bright blue sky. It …

 

Palangi

Palangi

We got there early coz Dad couldn’t wait to see his sis. Dad parked up and rushed out of the rain. He asks this palangi, …

 

355 – The Power of Tea

355 – The Power of Tea

Wrinkles are the tattoos we wear made with ink mixed from blood and charcoal made from the tree of life. How often in life do you …

 

353 – Overnight

353 – Overnight

Mud kicked off Eddie’s boots stuck like brown shit to the bleached strainer post. With one eye on the leaden clouds he flicked himself over …

 

345 – Bus stop / start

345 – Bus stop / start

I picked up my sister Carol from the bus stop last night, we have an all too short conversation and then we’re off to bed …

 

343 – Extra OK

343 – Extra OK

Monday. I hear from my sisters. Finally some doctor engagement, and Mum *finally* gets a CT scan. Something is amiss – something good. Mum has …

 

341 – Winning wars

341 – Winning wars

Mum some how seems better this morning. This doesn’t make much sense, because she’s had a stroke. She somehow is hanging in – winning her …

 

340 – The touch

340 – The touch

These are the hands of the women I love. Each of us have had our world turned upside down today. My mum was given 1-3 …

 

337 – Scones

337 – Scones

When I first got my hands on a video camera I filmed Mum making scones. My first documentary. Using a clumsy huge camera, no lights, …