Distant hills are home

Old hills send down streams
Minerals to the sea side
Sand builds island beach


Trev and I called in at Rabbit Island today on the way to Nelson to see if any weka or paradise ducks around. We sat with our thermos and made asparagus rolls but nothing came. We admired the view across Tasman Bay to where we live below the western hills where a snow shower was passing over. Despite a few spits of rain and a chilly breeze we were reluctant to leave. So peaceful with not a soul around.



Thanks to Bobs Blips or is it Steveng? You are both gems.