The epitome of lazy days. I was hungover and newly unemployed.
The first day back in the office, when we knew it wasn’t going to turn out well.
I have no idea what the graffiti near my house says, but I like the look of it.
“Solace of the Wind” statue and his yarn-bombed ensemble.
Walking home, rather late.
Heading to Auckland, heading into the sunset.
Whenever I’m in Birkenhead I like to stop by the ferry terminal at night, there’s a great view back to the city.
The guest bedroom at my in-laws place is under an arch overgrown with vines. I love it.
We visited the newly opened Auckland Art Gallery. One of my favourite pieces was this one, Crystal Enclosure by Alan Sonfist.
Auckland was just a brief visit for my father-in-law’s birthday.
The first day I really felt unemployed. Not even strawberries cheered me up.
I felt invincible. I hauled our tree up from the garage, constructed, and decorated it. All by myself. Lights and everything.
I lovelovelove this graffiti-ridden building on lower Cuba street.
The weather was beautiful. I took my book to Civic square and lay on the grass under the shade of a tree.