Spring
Spring has definitely come to Wellington - I can feel it as I take walks by the harbour during my lunch hour. It's a kind of warmth and softness that wasn't there a month ago. A certain smell, too, a mix of the sea and rain and flowers. One of the pohutukawa trees on the waterfront is already blooming (they usually don't bloom until Christmas), and it's like when trees start turning colours in the autumn back in America - it really cheers me up for some irrational reason. Summer is on its way.
I must keep in mind that the October northerlies are going to smack us silly first.
On a lark, I've signed up to write book reviews for The Lumière Reader. It's not a paying gig, but it'll be good practice. Time to start haunting the library again.
I must keep in mind that the October northerlies are going to smack us silly first.
On a lark, I've signed up to write book reviews for The Lumière Reader. It's not a paying gig, but it'll be good practice. Time to start haunting the library again.