“Rows and floes of angel hair…”


Afternoon cloud at Lucas Creek at Greenhithe Wharf. Su Leslie 2018

I seem to have acquired Both Sides Now as an ear worm; singing it almost unconsciously in the last few days.

It’s probably a sign that I’m ready for the annual Christmas Love Actually screening — Emma Thompson’s scene as a wife realising her husband is unfaithful (with Joni Mitchell soundtrack), being by far the best part of a patchy, yet strangely watchable, movie.

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Afloat on a full sea perhaps

There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures. — William Shakespeare, (Julius Caesar)

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Eighteen thousand Kiwi sons and daughters

Tomorrow is Armistice Day, and 100 years since the end of WWI. As part of the commemoration, a Field of Remembrance has been created on the lawn at the Auckland Musuem. There is a cross (or a Star of David) for every one of the more than 18,000 New Zealand men and women who died in that conflict.

This evening, hundreds of people walked through the field, many looking for specific ancestors. The Big T and I found both of his great uncles; one who died at Gallipoli, the other in the Third Battle of the Somme.

There is a separate area of the field commemorating the 1461 dead who also lost siblings, children or fathers in the conflict.

In a country of around a million people, New Zealand’s loss of 18,000 young men and women is tragic. Hardly a family in the country would have been untouched.

But how much worse for those families who lost more than one son or daughter. Tonight I can’t stop thinking about those mothers; especially the nine for whom the war robbed them of four of their children.

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Where will the food grow now?

houses instead of food Another slice of the countryside carved up for housing. Long Bay, Auckland, NZ. Image: Su Leslie 2018

When productive land is re-zoned to allow developers to build high-density housing for a growing population (growing largely through inward migration), does anyone else wonder where the food for all these new people is going to come from?

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