Thank you sunshine for brightening my dark little mind today.

A windows view.

Tickling tips.

Oamaru stone.

A new skin.

Wiggly wigglers.

Reduced by booms.

(The first building to be demolished with explosives in the New Zealand.)

Kingston, NZ, no Bob’s to be found here.

Sunrise seeps.

Gate to no more.

Little tree children.

A ceiling to seal me in.

Container wall, impenetrable or so we hope.

Whiskey galore – old buildings with old habits.

Bare backed.

Slightly foxed for a fox.

Stoned is slience.

Ebbs and flows, such as life and emotion.

Much love to you all,

be free, be happy, be sad, be at peace, be you.

xx