Saturday, May 26, 2012

The Taieri planes

We have moved. To a broadbandless rural backblock locality on 'the Taieri Plains' near Dunedin. Near, and yet so far from the city - down an unsealed road where the rubbish collectors don't go and the telephone wires can barely transmit scratchy voice signals, punctuated as they are by interference from ticking electric fences.

So it is beautiful - serene, quiet, a vast expanse of sky - hardly a building or an artificial light to see at night. New weather to encounter - frosts, strange little knee-high fogs, warm still days. We've had a couple of days when it snowed but didn't settle, as we're more or less at sea level, but not far away the Maungatuas - the leading edge of the central Otago plateau - loom up and behave like mountains, and they have been snow covered several times already. Gorgeous.

We are near the flightpath to the Dunedin airport. Very near it, which is just fine by me. I love the sound of the planes coming into land and taking off, and watching the lights blinking at night. And I can almost set my clock by the 10.35 am arrival of the big jet from Auckland. It is also good to know that if I ever want to get away from New Zealand the exit door is just ten minutes away.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The sabre tooth tiger discovers fire

"Cat said, I am not a friend and I am not a servant. I am the cat who walks by himself and I wish to come into your cave."

~ Rudyard Kipling, from the Just So Stories

Friday, May 18, 2012

May Daze

Hope you are having a happy May! All is well with us -  we have spent three weeks offline having moved into the countryside only to discover that "rural broadband" is an oxymoron.