“I thought how lovely and how strange a river is. A river is a river, always there, and yet the water flowing through it is never the same water and is never still. It’s always changing and is always on the move. And over time the river itself changes too. It widens and deepens as it rubs and scours, gnaws and kneads, eats and bores its way through the land. Even the greatest rivers – the Nile and the Ganges, the Yangtze and the Mississippi, the Amazon and the great grey-green greasy Limpopo all set about with fever trees – must have been no more than trickles and flickering streams before they grew into mighty rivers.
Are people like that? I wondered. Am I like that? Always me, like the river itself, always flowing but always different, like the water flowing in the river, sometimes walking steadily along andante, sometimes surging over rapids furioso, sometimes meandering with hardly any visible movement tranquilo, lento, ppp pianissimo, sometimes gurgling giacoso with pleasure, sometimes sparkling brillante in the sun, sometimes lacrimoso, sometimes appassionato, sometimes misterioso, sometimes pesante, sometimes legato, sometimes staccato, sometimes sospirando, sometimes vivace, and always, I hope, amoroso.
Do I change like a river, widening and deepening, eddying back on myself sometimes, bursting my banks sometimes when there’s too much water, too much life in me, and sometimes dried up from lack of rain? Will the I that is me grow and widen and deepen? Or will I stagnate and become an arid riverbed? Will I allow people to dam me up and confine me to a wall so that I flow only where they want? Will I allow them to turn me into a canal to use for they own purposes? Or will I make sure I flow freely, coursing my way through the land and ploughing a valley of my own?” ― Aidan Chambers, This is All: The Pillow Book of Cordelia Kenn
I thought I would share some of my earlier travels with you. After I had a play with the images.
Of course no river post would be complete without Styx…so for a musical step back in time, in keeping with the old style theme, here for your pleasure is: Boat On The River.
If you have never heard of the Pink River Dolphins…you will find this fascinating.
In case you have never seen this wonderful movie with Brad Pitt…you really should take the time one night to sit down and let it run through you.
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” ― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
On the Thursday before Good Friday, what was supposed to be ‘a bit of rain’ hit parts of New Zealand. Katikati got its fair share.
I am not complaining though. One friend in Matamata made the news. Her roof and ceiling blew off and the damage to her home is substantial. Over at Mount Maunganui another friend had part of her roof take off as well.
Hence the no complaints part. My house may not be new, but it stayed in one piece.
After I went for a walk around the town. This is some of what I found.
First a wee video I made, complete with music for your viewing pleasure.
I also took a few snaps of Katikati while I was about.
Humphrey the Sea Lion almost went swimming. There is actually a pier under the water there somewhere.
Local cops were kept busy
If we had had a high tide it would have been over the bridge and closed access to the north.
The backpackers were a bit bemused
The Haiku Pathway disappeared
The Uretara Stream wanted to be a river for a day
What happened to the park ???
The birds were loving the wetlands
I did notice that both domestic pets and the local bird life thought it was actually pretty darn good. Except for one poor duck. I wanted to jump in and give him a hand.
Nearly made it across
I felt rather sorry for this guy. The current made getting to the flax very difficult.
Say cheese !!!
There’s water you say ? Where, where ?
I’ll just check things out first
It was all over before evening came so just to show us how awesome she is, in case we didn’t get that fact with the storm, Mother Nature put on a rather beautiful sunset.
Until next time…don’t forget it is World Week for Animals in Laboratories. Well done to India for banning lab testing for cosmetics !!!
Although this video was made a few years back…sadly today it is still happening in labs around the world. Including New Zealand where it is all done in great secret, and even done so that idiots can take party pills.
For six months, a PETA undercover investigator worked in an Ohio lab where beagles were force-fed Oxycontin, a drug that had already been tested on animals and had been on the market in the U.S. for decades. The tests were conducted ostensibly to satisfy Japanese regulatory requirements. – Peta
This month I went somewhere I had not been in years. Katikati Bird Gardens. I took with me my Japanese student Yuseke. He had told me that they did not have birds like we do here. I think the most wonderful moment happened just after we arrived. We walked outside and two doves landed on Yuseke, both trying to get their heads in his bag of bird feed. It was the only time I got him to smile for the camera. Which is kind of sad, as he had the most beautiful smile.
And here are a few more of the feathered friends we met that day.
Now I am off to make dinner for the two new students I have for about three weeks. Two, so far lovely, young girls from Thailand.
Ever thought of becoming a vegetarian ? Do you have a friend that is looking in to becoming a vegetarian ? Well, here is a great little book written by Fea O’Shea [a lovely Kiwi lady who happens to be a vegetarian] that will help you make the decision. There are some great tips in it. If it isn’t for you maybe this would make a great gift !!!
Now I realize that the topic of this book: “Why be Vegetarian” may not be to your thought pattern, please, rest assured I’m not trying to convert you to vegetarianism. This book is targeted to those who want to be Vegetarian, but have, what they feel is, a valid excuse, so the sub-title is “Debunking your excuses”. – Fee O’Shea