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Mexican Wedding

June 16, 2013

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If you are ever invited to a wedding while you are traveling – by family, friends, a stranger you met on a long train ride – I would strongly recommend graciously accepting the generous hospitality and enjoying what is bound to be an unrepeatable cultural experience.

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Farm Life

March 16, 2013

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A trip to the family property in Waikouaiti, just outside Dunedin, usually involves hanging out with the sheep and chickens and a bit of hard work – usually gardening or helping with the sheep.  This trip both my sister and I were home and helped with the end of summer haymaking.  Our father cut the grass using his vintage tractor, and we then spent three days raking and turning the hay.  I will always remember the smell of the grass drying in the sun and whenever I close my eyes all I see are Dorothy Norman’s photos of grass.

house <3

July 18, 2012

I love my little house that I share with my friends Beth and Allison.  My cat is very happy there, and this picture sums up for me how lovely it is living in a comfortable house with creative people who share your vision of what home is.

drops in the river

February 13, 2010

I have had a lovely, rainy Saturday.

I got up and went to the Everleigh Farmers’ Market.  Ate delicious things.  Got muddy feet.  Caught the train to Central.  Walked up six graffiti-laden flights of stairs.  Went to a great vintage clothing sale.  Walked back to Newtown.  Tried on clothes in Yoshi Jones (they don’t have the beautiful retro, graphic skirt that I have loved for ages in my size any more… woe is me for missing their sale last week).  Browsed multiple bookstores.  Looked at the Araki book.  Bought fresh produce at Alfalfa House.   Crashed briefly.  Went back out to Reclaim the Lanes.   Got sidetracked.  Went and ate pastizzi.  Came home and drank ginger beer.   Cooked with someone I love.  Drank too much red wine.  Watched the West Wing.  Waved goodbye.  Basked in solitude.  And now I’m about to curl up on my beautiful red bed and read.

It’s still raining.

A perfect day.