I’m collecting images of plants I’d like to grow!
I’ll figure our what they are later. don’t they look great?
Ten highlights of a hard year. In photos.
1. I posted here every month and looking over the posts I see how much I enjoy doing that, especially images.
Easy to repeat a few favourites:
The above are all my efforts, and here is one from a solo tramping trip up the Hope river that was also a highlight:
2. Tramping the Routeburn with Kate
And we went on to do the East Matuki
3. Painting with grandchildren:
4. Couple therapy Training
5. Theatre of Spontaneity at the Quakers
6. Journal Writing
7. Getting a new cat. Tom.
8. Writing an article for the Journal
9. Biology Expeditions with Grandchildren
10. Warming up to a lifestyle transition
Bush Is one of my six life streams. Bush in Heathcote, Blue Mountains, Shoalhaven, Tasmania and Aotearoa New Zealand. And back to the Larapinta trail. And the mountains of New Zealand. I’m a bushwalker. It’s an identity I developed in my teens. It’s never gone away. I do more walking in the bush than is evident here. This walking, climbing, mountaineering, tramping, camping and travel aspect is huge in my life but minimal in this blog, as I championed the psyche in cyberspace.
Growing up on the edge of two national parks I had the years from 8 to 18 years walking, running in beautiful bush. And swimming in the hospitable creeks, surfing in the best beaches in the world. Then I left for teachers college in Tasmania, one big national park. After Tasmania, aged 22 I went on a world ‘working holiday’, but climbing and skiing kept me there then university marriage and parenthood. now in Aotearoa New Zealand still at 77 and almost part of the bush here.
Notice it was university as well that kept me here, part of another life stream I call Words.
And a relationship, another life stream.
The Rovers Pool
A Photo Project
I take these with abstract expressionist mentality, mood, perspective, eye.
4 September 2018
the line is crossed
live this life
there’s no return
surrounded by enemies
lurking & pounding