Monday. Back at work. However, thought I would inflict this on you...it has already been published by the NZ Listener a few years ago. My 15 seconds of fame.

Waitangi, Chatham Islands 1969
- Amanda Stephens ©

Across the fractured road
Mr Daymond has hung
A sheep in the arthritic
Limbs of his pine tree
Overhead gulls circle
Screaming their warnings
To expectant sparrows
Waiting like popping corn.
It’s a February day but
Summer has slept in
A novice wind plays with our
Hair and scuttles down the road,
Past the green Police Station house
And out over the sober bay
Where waves casually claim the shore
To the left, fishing boats lined up
Like school children, jostle against
The despondent splintered wood
Of the wharf……
The Island has chosen
Early retirement today.

I must dig about and see if I can find some old photos from those days. They will be in original black and white and quite possibly taken on my first camera..an ol' Box Brownie which I still have stored in my wardrobe.

I like this blog business, took a while to get into it but its really like being on a big bus ride, sometimes over-hearing the conversation of others and contributing when deemed appropriate. Of course, ever mindful that one might get a biff in the ear or told to mind their own business, or even a cyber-hug of some form or other. Happy Monday, fellow travellers. Its a great day to be up and about.