Exploring Karori Cemetery

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Opened in 1891, Karori Cemetery is the second largest cemetery in New Zealand. It covers 100 acres and is the resting place of at least one of our Prime Ministers.

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I chose a path at random and we ended up in the section for children who died within a few hours or days of birth. I wasn’t allowed to choose paths any more. Too terribly sad.

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S.S. Penguin!

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365 in 2014

2014

Sunday: baking childhood comfort on the bleakest Sunday
Sunday
It was a cold, grey Sunday. So I baked my childhood biscuit recipe to stave off the bleakness.

Monday: the GP used to be a brothel, if my memory serves
Monday
This bar, the GP, it used to house a brothel. If my memory serves …

Tuesday: leaving Parliament
Tuesday
Cutting through Parliament after dinner with a friend.

Wednesday: Coffee with Tapp
Wednesday
Coffee and catching up with Tapp.

Thursday: swarming with beeees
Thursday
This plant was swarming with bees. Could I get one in focus? Not for my life.

Friday: closest I came to flowers on V-Day
Friday
The closest I came to flowers on Valentine’s Day.

Saturday: hanging out in the park
Saturday
Lying in the shade after lunch in the sun.

Sunday: exploring Karori cemetery
Sunday
Exploring Karori cemetery.

Monday: Pretty flowers in a mason jar
Monday
Flowers in a Mason Jar. So hipster.

Tuesday: OPEN
Tuesday
Open through the trees.

Thursday: v strange necklace
Wednesday
Eye Heart You. A cute cute, very strange, necklace.

Wednesday: OMG so much fog
Thursday
Blue sky over sea fog.

Friday: yea but is he though?
Friday
An evening of dashing from one end of town to the other. John is Innocent is halfway there.

Saturday: Policeman in the bushes!
Saturday
Wellington was still shrouded in fog, we went to Government House to watch Libby in her pipe band, and spied this policeman in the bushes.

365 in 2014

2014

Sunday: my mama makes really good canapes
Sunday
Extended family dinner, my mama makes really excellent canapés.

Monday: rain coat ready for winter
Monday
In almost prescient timing, my rain coat for autumn/winter arrived all the way from Cornwall.

Tuesday: watching the boats
Tuesday
Visiting a private bach in the Marlborough Sounds, watching a boat race in the harbour.

Wednesday: I mean, the view isn't too terrible
Wednesday
The view of the private jetty was alright, I guess.

Thursday: Hvaler!
Thursday
I adored this whale poster in one of the rooms at the bach.

Friday: leaving Picton
Friday
Boats in Picton harbour, on my way back to Wellington.

Saturday: graves in the rain
Saturday
Taking a shortcut in the rain took me past this graveyard.

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Every year I swear I’ll do better but I haven’t been good at self-portraits for years.

365 in 2014

2014

Sunday: delightfully decaying roses chez mama et papa
Sunday
Delightfully decaying flowers at my parents’ house.

Monday: puppy butts
Monday
I got to spend the evening eating BBQ and drinking wine with three puppy butts, two cat butts, and a lot of my favourite human butts.

Tuesday: knitting and cider
Tuesday
Sometimes after a long day I enjoy taking an hour or two to knit with cider.

Wednesday: feesh face!
Wednesday
This cat and her wonky ear! They make me melt.

Thursday: heading to a BYO
Thursday
I adore this graffiti. Oh, Wellington.

Friday: at ANOTHER BYO
Friday
Second Japanese food BYO in a row. Oh, Wellington.

Saturday: cat pal on my way home
Saturday
I made a cat friend on my walk home on Saturday.

Sunday: Skull friend
Sunday
Skull friend at the Pass of Branda.

Monday: cavolo nero
Monday
Cavolo Nero. I may have had to google for recipes but the pasta I found? So good.

Tuesday: kiss me hard in the pouring rain
Tuesday
Pouring rain and decaying leaves – golden.

Wednesday: opening of Holland Road
Wednesday
A pal of mine opened her second yarn shop! That’s pretty much an empire, right?

Thursday: I love Luther
Thursday
I’ve been spending hours watching Luther. It’s not a bad thing.

Friday: random wine glasses at the office
Friday
Wine glasses abandoned in our office vestibule for days. One day they disappeared.

Saturday: it's a really old car
Saturday
This car, it’s pretty old.

Sunday: coffee in Petone
Sunday
Verandah in Petone, post-coffee on a greyest day.

Monday: grey day, grey photo
Monday
Another grey day, solo Mondays, headed home.

Tuesday: before-work trip to the market
Tuesday
It’s nearing the end of the Council’s financial year, I’m guessing, what with all the roadworks around Wellington at the moment.

Wednesday: bathing pigeons
Wednesday
Bathing pigeons, I was ever so jealous, it was disgustingly hot out.

Thursday: I like these posters
Thursday
I do like these posters, I hope they don’t turn out to be for something terrible.

Friday: MINI EGGS ARE BACK IN NZ
Friday
I finally found Mini Eggs in New Zealand. Everything is right with the world.

Saturday: pretty door
Saturday
Pretty door in the central city.

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Accidental

Oh, I forgot to mention: The Pass of Branda

Life, huh? It gets all up in your business, stealing all your time. Sometimes in the best possible way.

Anyway. A very many Sundays ago, I went exploring around The Pass of Branda. We were looking for the army lookout which has, reportedly, been extensively decorated with graffiti. There’s little I love more than dereliction and graffiti.

But, of course, I was not wearing appropriate footwear and the wind was intense even for Wellington standards. But we clambered a bit, and found a wee skull friend, and came away sweaty and caked in seasalt.

Here are a few photos from that ill-fated trip.

Pretty bay

Sunday: Skull friend

Hidden

Graffiti

Reassuring name
(a reassuring name for cliffs)