One of the loveliest stories told during the mihi and whaikororeo was by Aunty June about Nama’s Pond’s Cream. The story of Ponds “began when Theron T. Pond, a pharmacist from Utica New York, introduced ‘Pond’s Golden Treasure’ in 1846, a witch-hazel based
In the beginning, driving between Napier and Taupo (on State Highway 5) is sort of like playing snakes and ladders. It requires alot of concentration due to the serpentine nature of the hills around Te Haroto particularly since
Hawkes Bay where I now live is such a great place that it’s hard to believe that firstly other people don’t know that and secondly that people who live here appear diffident in their belief of that truth too! Take it from me, it IS! It’s a stunning region.
There’s a fine line between the inner and outer worlds that we make for ourselves, the outer world of the intellect and the inner world of the imagination. One is entirely safe and the other,
Where do you think the strength in us all comes from? Maybe the well-spring of some quiet pool deep in our heart’s forest do you think? Or bubbling up from an underground spa where no-one knows its source or beginning? I’m not sure
I started reading Thomas Hardy’s ‘Tess of the D’Ubervilles’ (A Pure Woman) again last night. I’ve read it before so you’d think that knowing the end would dissuade me from reading it again. But it doesn’t. It’s an instructive piece and I