Long beautiful warm days are my only excuse not to have blogged over summer. Tomorrow is March and officially ends ‘summer’, not that I think the weather is going to change in a huge hurry… Here’s a wee taster of some of the things I got up to over summer. Still so many places and people I have been around and still many stories to tell, if only for Mr Time !
The serenity and trust of this child in the hands of an adult is both beautiful and frightening. It is only when you capture how trusting a child is in the hands of an adult that I know how fragile life is.
Children are one third of our population and all of our future.
Select Panel for the Promotion of Child Health, 1981
There is a garden in every childhood, an enchanted place where colours are brighter, the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again.
Many years ago I performed on stilts for a school production at the Wellington Town Hall. It was nerve wracking and I was muttering many prayers that I did not fall down and let the side down – luckily I didn’t.
These lovely ladies (my note: low resolution doesn’t work well with white!) perform on stilts (http://www.bandsforhire.co.nz/empress_stiltdance.htm) because they love it and are fantastic at their art. I loved the fluidity when they moved and the way in which the wind played with their costumes. I will leave this art form to the experts!