The sun dips behind the hills around 8; BBQ are prepped; the UV burn index is 7 minutes - Summer has begun.
I realised today that this year I have had 6 months of summer, 5 months of spring and 1 of autumn. That's not to shabby in my book.
Its just under two months since I have returned home and I am yet to feel that I have really arrived. I am still searching for an job and as such
feel in a limbo of sorts. Funnily this was nagging feel I had while in states - the nagging frustration at not being able to move into all the stuff I want to which really means living the life I want to. But, its not a negative outlook. I know it I move forward eventually and when it does I'm sure this frustration will be a dim memory. But I hope it doesn't become a forgotten lesson.
I feel the bite of the reality of not settling for easy. I have found it doesn't mean you automatically step into the exhilarating or in even the direction of your passions. The decision to not settle for
anything but to do what your were built for is an important one to make, but I'm finding that alone isn't enough. Its takes timing, persistence, and a preserving tenaciousnesses that I can't describe any better than by calling it faith.
As cliched as it may have become, I literally take everyday as it comes, hoping for the best and expecting that it will take some hard work to get.
By then way, I included some photos
of my home, Wellington, and some friends because Larry Fudge is worried I don't mention New Zealand enough.
Christmas wishes.
P.S. Don't be stranger and drop and message. There is one of me and many of you - tag you're it.
Sir Edmond Hilary, one of the first two men to conquer the 29000ft high Mt Everest, passed away today. Many wont know who this man was, but for many Kiwis he is the epitome of what being a New Zealander is all about: self-effacing, generous, humble and modest, a quiet achiever. But Sir Edmond is anything but typical. He achieved something far greater then than climbing the highest point on earth; he realised his potential. In his case, a humanitarian to people in Nepal and to many others an inspiration to rise from the everyday-self to achieve something extraordinary. 
The sun dips behind the hills around 8; BBQ are prepped; the UV burn index is 7 minutes - Summer has begun.
feel in a limbo of sorts. Funnily this was nagging feel I had while in states - the nagging frustration at not being able to move into all the stuff I want to which really means living the life I want to. But, its not a negative outlook. I know it I move forward eventually and when it does I'm sure this frustration will be a dim memory. But I hope it doesn't become a forgotten lesson.
anything but to do what your were built for is an important one to make, but I'm finding that alone isn't enough. Its takes timing, persistence, and a preserving tenaciousnesses that I can't describe any better than by calling it faith.
of my home, Wellington, and some friends because Larry Fudge is worried I don't mention New Zealand enough.
Rugby World Cup, this has not stopped me from relishing some firsts. The most notable experiences have been my first Wellington coffee (so good words cannot express), my first home cooked meal by my Dad (for any of you planning to visit me, see the second photo as an indication of what to expect), and my first steak and cheese pie (first this year and absolutely beautiful).
good, but also have to wait and let the recruitment process play itself out. I should have an idea of where I stand for two jobs by the end of next week. In the meantime I am doing some administrative work for a friend's company.
connect with the land once more. We went to the Hasting A&P show. You can see my agriculturally inspired photos on facebook here, plus the photos from my last weekend in the United States with my parents.
