Amongst some fruit
left at my door
some weeks ago,
was this small pinkish glass vase
and a dry brown bulb.
Our winters being warmish
and bulbs liking cold
I popped both bulb and vase into the fridge
pushed to the back
almost forgot that it was there.
Two weeks ago I brought it out,
filled the vase with water,
and placed it on the small red dresser near my table.
First the softest threads of roots
came birthing in the water
and then the small green shoots began to crack
the dry brown bulb apart.
There came an urgent
thrust of six green leaves
tall and straight.
Every glance today
I see a silent pinkish growth is happening
like a small child grows
so fast yet imperceptible
to a parent
this growth is silent
and immeasurable to my eye.
If someone asks me
what it was I did today
I'll quietly say
Friend Kath and I enjoyed lunch today
at the only tea plantation in New Zealand..
The Zealong Tea Plantation.
We drank delicious oolong teas.
The appetiser was a shot of beetrrot soup.
The food was delicious.
Kath ate Korean
and I chose meatballs with a Japanese twist.
Out in the fields
we could see the tea plants growing.
All tea is organically grown, hand picked and processed right on the spot.
Giant brass teapots and cups adorn the garden.
"Start with New Zealand's pure air, pure sunshine, pure water and fertile soil;
farm organically, hand pick,
have a skilled tea master process your tea according to ancient traditions..
and the result.. The world's Purest Tea."
Founder Vincent Chen.
After several days of rain
it was bliss to take a walk around the lake this afternoon.
Large puddles lay on the soggy field.
Already the snowdrops are flowering
and the first daffodils are out
while the last blooms on the hydrangeas
are no longer bright blue but a pale greenish shade
and their leaves are turning yellow and soon will drop.
The winter winds have sent macrocarpa branches
crashing to the ground
and the raupo reeds have died back
allowing room for new spring shoots to grow.
The sunny day turns the lake into duck heaven
and I watch this pair
engaged in some seemingly special ritual,
dipping beaks and dropping little diamonds of sparkling water
while circling round one another.
I'm taken by surprise when the male,
after flapping wings and posturing,
suddenly mounts the female
and I realise I've witnessed a courtship ritual.
the female dips herself in the water and flaps her wings
and gathers her composure.
He does the same, and after their ablutions,
she leads the way back to shore
as if to say..
come on.. we'd better get that nest built!
I walk on with a feeling of peace.
Amongst the dying of winter
dance of life goes on.
School Winter holidays.
Yes. It is winter and we are enjoying the sunniest days.
Today was such a beautiful day
and it was our 'Victoria-Sofia and Joan' day out.
What better way to enjoy our day than a day at Hobbiton, Matamata,
here in the Waikato.
Victoria-Sofia is eight
and eight year olds are really into friendships,
so we invited one of her BFF's to join us..
It seemed the perfect day to visit
part of the film set of The Lord of the Rings and lately
for the filming of The Hobbit.
Set on a private farm, it is becoming a permanent fixture
and a popular place to visit.
People come from overseas to walk around this beautiful little valley.
That is BagEnd up there and
the tree on the top of the hill is fake.
Such is the land of Hobbiton.
Fake too are the ancient looking beehives.
The houses are really quaint.
I cannot stop from feeling I would like to live here.
Over the lake we can see the bridge and the mill with a water wheel turning.
There is a Pub and stables and the market place. All fake.
Further building is taking place.
I believe a motel is the plan.
Imagine staying overnight here, wandering around this dreamy place.
Hobbiton really caught the imaginations of my two small friends.
Here they are dancing on The Party Field beside The Party Tree.
Every little Hobbit house is unique,
with delightful homely touches.
Little gardens and seats to sit in the sunshine.
This is Bilbo Baggin's house. Quite grand.
What a happy day we had.
I find myself dreaming of having my own little hobbit house.
A very small energy footprint.
and the Hobbit way of life being one of comfort and contentment
and the simple things of life.
Sounds pretty perfect to me.