postcards from nz – wool

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Yarn yarn yarn! So very happy to have found what I think is the equivalent to Bendigo Woollen Mills back home, here in Napier. Skeinz is a mill producing luscious yarns from local fibres – mostly wool. I have searched long and hard to find a perfect turquoise yarn and what a thrill it was to stumble upon it here. My colours are totally inspired by the kiwi coast, the waters are so beautiful in their jade, turquoise, and greeny blue shades. I think this scrumptious bundle of pure New Zealand wool is destined to become a ‘kiwi coast blanket’. Now to stuff all this yarn into hubby’s luggage, he has way more room than me!

postcards from nz – matamata

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That’s it, my next house is going to have a curved grass roof, round windows and a round front door! I just love the way the cute little Hobbit homes are tucked underground and have soft lines. They sit naturally, gently and lightly on (in?) the earth. No harsh lines or ugly structures in Hobbiton. The Matamata country is so picturesque with it’s rolling hills and deep valleys and the filming for The Lord of the Ring and The Hobbit movies were done from an aspect where there were no buildings, power lines or man made structures in sight. Just the beauty Mother Nature gives us in all her pure glory. I loved this little touristy stop on our NZ roadtrip, and it’s really ignited my love for buildings made out of rustic natural materials… I think mine will have a blue door though.

postcards from nz – sunrise

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Motivated by a sunrise view from the top of the mountain over the sea, we rose early and walked to the top of mt maunganui in the dark. We heard the Morepork owl hooting his ‘more pork, more pork’ (seriously!) and climbed the very very steep mount. This ‘1km on the flat’ girl struggled, but as it was dark I couldn’t see how bad it was going get nearing the top. And hubby kept promising me it was about to flatten out. And I really wanted a good sunrise photo. In a lather of sweat, calves burning and seriously out of breath, we sat and waited for the sun at the summit. And oh boy was she worth it.

postcards from nz – mt maunganui

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Walking the base of the mount as dusk descended, sharing the path with sheep, bunnies and even a rat (eewww I know – but true ). The waves gently tumbled into shore on the bay side, and gradually got a little ferocious as we rounded the mount nearing the wild ocean side. 3.4 km of peaceful pretty walking, with a stunning sea view on every corner. On sacred land. Protected land that will never built on and remain as gorgeous as Mother Nature intended, forever. Bless. The full moon greeted us with her shining beaming beauty, lighting our path from across the rippling ocean, as we neared the end of the track. ‘Twas a walk to remember.

postcards from nz

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We arrived in Auckland the evening of the day Cyclone Lucy came to town. We fell asleep listening to the wild left over wind howl… I don’t think I’ve ever heard wind howl before, but it does, and it was a little unnerving. I couldn’t help but think about how poor Dorothy felt wizzing around in her house with toto. I obviously wouldn’t be waking up in oz but I did wonder if we’d wake to a massive tree branch crushing our hire car! Wild winds aside, day two is calmer and on to the Bay of Plenty we go…