Stretching the truth …
The angle of the sun tells lies!
I stand at the magnificent height of 5′ 2 1/2″ – please don’t ask me the metric equivalent. I know it’s somewhere around 160cm…somewhere…
I don’t often feel tall among adults; why would I?
But there was one time – just one – where I simply towered.
Some years ago, while exploring Buenos Aires, I needed to use the bathroom in the local mall. I entered the room and dutifully joined the long queue outside the cubicles. Public loos are not really conducive to conversation, especially when you don’t speak the language so I kept my head bowed so as not to seem too nosey.
But in order to see how much longer I had to wait I raised my head and saw a line of heads reflected in the mirror in front of me. One was much higher than the others. I looked closer. It was me … a tall me! I was a good head and shoulders taller than anyone else.
What was my first thought?
After squaring my shoulders and rising to my full height, I chuckled to myself thinking that they might well be looking at the amazon in the line and envying my long legs!
They are so – not long!
Up close and respectful of Zara
I must apologise to all of you lovely people who’ve chosen to follow my blog. My recent inactivity is due to total pre-occupation in securing a new job.
My life has taken a totally different turn. My new job is at Wellington Zoo - not as a keeper mind you. My new role is to ensure the business thrives now and into the future.
I am SO happy – as happy as a pig in clover in fact!
I am surrounded by the cheerful chatter of animals and children all day long. Every day I learn more about the wonderful animals we share our world with, and appreciate more the love and skills of those who care for them. It is fascinating and so rewarding. In the photograph I was being shown how to feed a lion (not that I need to in my job) – it was all about raising the tasty morsel of meat in my flat palm UP to the netting, and letting the lioness take the meat from me. My first two attempts were abysmal as fear made me pull my hand away too quickly.
But on my third attempt, I held my palm up and felt the gently stroke of Zara’s tongue, and the soft fur of her muzzle.
What an incredible privilege!
I love my new job … the idea of working in a zoo had never registered on my radar even though I absolutely love animals. I was determined to work in arts for the rest of my working life, honing my skills toward that end.
My surprising change in direction came as the result of a chance encounter.
Further endorsing what I have always told my children – make the most of every opportunity!
A visual feast!
Lost in the detail of this yummy plateful of bruschetta (devoured last night at Wellington’s Maria Luca Restaurant) is the tangy taste of the fresh tomatoes, aubergine, feta and garlic and the delicate crunch of the lightly toasted ciabatta.
Oh my god – this dish was divine. And before you think we were short changed on the corner of the plate, two of my fellow diners whipped their first tastings off the plate before I could navigate the password on my cell-phone.
I will return to Maria Luca just to have another plate of bruschetta. Forget sharing – I’ll have one all for myself!
When seen up close, these lifeless limbs take on new lives of their own. A tortoise reaching out for sunlight, a knarled snout hoping to catch some prey in it’s toothless jaws, fingers curling under…what do you see?
Photographed on the shores of Lake Taupo, New Zealand, 28 February 2013.
Onwards and upwards
We’re having an idyllic summer … I have never seen the lake so calm or found it as warm as it now is.
Photographed this week at Lake Taupo, New Zealand.
It’s a matter of interpretation … forward or back?
Photographed on Papamoa Beach, Mount Maunganui, New Zealand.
Sweetening the downdraft
Sorry folks, couldn’t resist this one…no-one wants to follow a pooch with tummy problems!
Photographed at the French Market, Auckland, New Zealand.