Sunday, 15 July 2012
After visiting the museum in Palmerston North and reading a little bit of the history of the Maori settlement in this area, I tried to overlay an image of how the place might have looked long ago. Muddy and great for eeling. Full of the noise of birds. Huia. Piwakawaka. Korero.
I looked up at Palmerston's unfettered sky-scape and reminded myself how much we can count on the sky to remain the same (humankind's impact notwithstanding) through time and all its changes.
The Square, Palmerston North
... temporary ice skating rink set up for the winter.
My mother doesn't have internet or a coffee percolater, so forays into town became necessary for good coffee & for the wifi to keep in touch with family and emails.
'Tomato' with its kiwiana 1970's kitsch décor and theme, has become our favourite place for coffee while we were in Palmy.
Orange accents ... poppies outside the art gallery and museum & sunset out of Mum's kitchen window
... and blues ...
Bruce McKenzie's - a fantastic book shop
... couldn't resist this - a sheep outside a Japanese Restaurant ... just for the family in Japan.
... and yet another trendy cafe - more upmarket this one ...
... a car advertising a lawn-mowing service ....
We spent a week with Mum who's getting on now - as she would say herself - being 81 (and a half) years old. She kept getting bright ideas over her first cup of tea in bed in the morning. These ideas usually involved little jobs she decided needed doing. A lot of requests started with the words - "Tell you what you could do for me"
... photo opp outside Mum's house before we head for the airport.
It was a week of dusting, cleaning, tidying, clearing (the whole garage into a skip) gardening, shopping and dropping books off (or picking them up) at the library. Etc. We were happy to do it, we only get the chance to see her once or twice a year.
Yesterday we arrived back home, in Dunedin - for a holiday!
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