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Kaitiaki

A ruru came near the other morning when it was not quite dawn. All was still after stormy days. I busied myself with the day’s routine and gradually became conscious of my cat meowing loudly outside at something as the

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Kaitiaki

A ruru came near the other morning when it was not quite dawn. All was still after stormy days. I busied myself with the day’s routine and gradually became conscious of my cat meowing loudly outside at something as the

After a storm

Two nights ago the curtains billowed with a slight draught puffing in where the polar wind hammered at the window the house giving way a little at its edges where the joints are worn, its skin permeable, windows and doors

After a storm

Two nights ago the curtains billowed with a slight draught puffing in where the polar wind hammered at the window the house giving way a little at its edges where the joints are worn, its skin permeable, windows and doors

The Return

I was ready to leave, holding my papers, a laptop, a leather bag slung over my shoulder.   The light was angling toward a softening autumn dusk.  We stood, exchanging last pleasantries.  But something, it seemed, had to be said.  There

The Return

I was ready to leave, holding my papers, a laptop, a leather bag slung over my shoulder.   The light was angling toward a softening autumn dusk.  We stood, exchanging last pleasantries.  But something, it seemed, had to be said.  There

Things lost and found

How do you begin to describe the love you have for a child, especially in a way that has any resonance or truth for them?  And in exploring that love, do you finally begin to recognise and have to accept

Things lost and found

How do you begin to describe the love you have for a child, especially in a way that has any resonance or truth for them?  And in exploring that love, do you finally begin to recognise and have to accept

Pompeii dogs

The dogs of Pompeii are still with me. One of us decided on the spur of the moment to give a name to the small golden one with the fluffy tail arcing back towards his midsection. He had followed, falling

Pompeii dogs

The dogs of Pompeii are still with me. One of us decided on the spur of the moment to give a name to the small golden one with the fluffy tail arcing back towards his midsection. He had followed, falling

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Happy

How do you know if you are happy? my daughter asked. I know I feel better than I used to, she said, but I don’t know if that means I’m happy now. I suppose she meant what if this is

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Happy

How do you know if you are happy? my daughter asked. I know I feel better than I used to, she said, but I don’t know if that means I’m happy now. I suppose she meant what if this is