Not a photo of the mountain

Although it is still looking spectacular with a good covering of snow.  No, this is a photo of a sculpture that sits in the entrance way of the Council offices.  It represents the mountain (obviously)  and as I walked past it the other day I noticed that someone has placed a lovely hanky or maybe a small napkin on it's peak, a nod no doubt to it's current state in real life rather than a resting place for lost property.

One small step closer

I think I'm probably one small step closer to thinking like a local.  Why?  The weather today has been awful - cold, very wet and a south-westerly wind that has whipped round the mountain, still covered in snow and come in off the sea.  Not that unusual for spring in Taranaki.  And I did not hesitate for even a second in my footwear selection for a trip to the supermarket.

No Sleep, too much food

This weekend was the annual weekend away for my māori class.  As in previous years there was little sleep, fabulous and copious food, lots and lots of laughter.  There were also lots of activities, official and unofficial, this is what you do while you are waiting for dinner - dance!