I totally agree with the following passage in the Anne Lamott book I’m reading: “Hope changes as you get a little older, from the hope that this or that happens, to hope in life, old friends, laughter, art, goodness, helpers.“ That is it exactly how I’ve been feeling for a long time now. It’s not…

I was wiped out this morning, probably a combination of getting used to the constant wind, delay Jet lag (which I seem to get for some reason. I am fine the first three or four days when I get to a new place but then the time change seems to hit me after that.) Probably…

It rained pretty much all day today, it wasn’t particularly cold, but definitely wet. I walked into town through Central Park, it smelled wonderful from the rain. Part of the journey took me down Cuba Street, sort of the Telegraph Ave of Wellington, lots of alternative shops, cafés, funky street art, buskers – Including a…

When I was hiking the other day I met an older gentleman on the trail and he heard my accent and asked me where I was from and where I was staying. When he found out I was in Brooklyn he suggested checking out a song called ‘Middle Class White Boy Blues’ as the singer…

First thing this morning I went for a walk and found myself at a local dog park which consisted of a grassy hilltop with stunning views. Later I picked up meat pies for dinner, pepper steak & cheese and steak & blue cheese, along with a sausage roll. I cannot wait to try them later…

It was not my typical Thanksgiving day this year. I started out the day listening to a podcast interview of Ross Gay where he talked about the importance of walking for creativity and observation. I can definitely identify with that, I find I come up with the best ideas and see so much more of…

This morning I made my own coffee, then chatted with Mary and Owen as they had breakfast. Mary invited me to her weekly women’s ukulele group practice tomorrow night-how cool!  I went for what I thought was going to be a short walk around the neighborhood, but got distracted when I saw a walking path.…

Windy Wellington is definitely living up to its name! This definitely brings back memories from when we lived here 28 years ago. Slept pretty well, but was wide awake at 4:30 in the morning. The coffee shops here don’t seem to open until 7:30, so I patiently waited, listening to the beautiful bird sounds –…

We got through our long 13 hour flight from San Francisco to Wellington. The flight was packed, but luckily we were able to sit next to each other and Annemarie had an aisle seat. I was very impressed with Air New Zealand’s creative and gorgeous safety video – it conveyed the beauty and culture of…

Challenging Wordle on Friday morning, but I managed to figure it out, I like starting my day with this little challenge. Spent the day getting ready for my trip – doing laundry, packing, taking out items that I didn’t need,  etc. Mom and I watched the latest Jeopardy Tournament of Champions final, it’s interesting that all…