CrCh Botanical Gardens.. lovely spot to hang for the day

Today was well spent with tour-walking around the Botanical Gardens in Christchurch, then ending up with a nice Nor' wester Beer from DUXdeLUX that weighed in at 6.4 % Yummy.. the garden was great.. walking around massive sequoias and hemlocks and oaks and pines.. shit I was missing home and then stood underneath a gigantic hemlock and lost it .. all emotions and feeling stirring and then the little cone on the tip of the Branch arrangement ..was strring right back at me and wow... oh man .. I thought I was home.. but then realized I am wearing a tiny tank top and its December 12Th and the sky was blue and the temperature was down right muggy and hot.. funny .. but .. very good time lapse.

anyhoo. I am still here and chomping at the bit to carry on and be very busy with travel.. because the busier I am the less i have to think about .. only getting to and from places.. great distraction travel is. best of wishes. love melisa

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Anonymous said…

Hi, Missy,
And we are ALL praying for the day when you decide to come HOME!!!!
Love you , Aunt Vicki

December 12, 2007 at 11:33:00 PM GMT+1

I am Teaching and they love me..

Ok, so the rivers of Earth Were formed from large collections of rain from many many clouds after the great fireball earth cooled, millions of years ago, and it took man a mere 5000 years to putrefy them.. nice work man........ ok Yep my new job is great. I live doing something productive. the slow pace of settled India is to slow, I went on a walk with some elder women in my home upstairs, they take one step then the next and so on and I usually wait for the 12th step before I take my first one.. SLOW man I MEAN SLOW...its interesting for me.. I am a running dashing dancing prancer,, I can really move it... hah ha.. so this new speed of life .. I am glad I am a visitor.. any whoo.. blessing and peace. Auntie

wake up and smell the coffee

Cold winds a blowin, sing songs a howlin. The weather is raw the weather is king. Shorter days knocking at the door. remembrances of yesteryear, the good old days, realizing they are permanently gone and that it will never be the same state again. Its a hard world to swallow sometimes, and especially as the time progresses and with that the expectations of adaption and evolution are ever present.. But it's easier to reflect than pro actively predict.! I am faced with the harsh reality that the place in the world that I am from , the magical all possible place that I come from is vanishing, slipping away and turning into a place of sour milk and no longer that rich golden land of milk and honey...... no dwelling but really dwelling. that is the state I sit in. the longing and desperation of knowing exactly how things would turn out. its gone its gone so gone gone gone... not hopeless just placeless spaceless danceless joyless empty outta wack adaptive acceptance

4th week of goodness and English lessons

As the last few days of September are approaching, the winter chill is permeating the air again. I like Autumn I like Fall but the rain and chill proves I am not as cop-able as I was when I was a child. The bitter chill cramps my legs and causes tingles in my toes. Stay warm stay dry and drink plenty of soup, avoid catching cold and don't forget to wash your hands often. These are simple things I can recall from the youth that lingered by. best of wishes as the seasons change and we reveal the autumn of our lives. love M

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