The beaches of Tauranga it would seem are laden with treasure. On a number of recent visits I have seen older people with metal detectors in hand, combing the beach for precious treasures buried in the sand. They are the new treasure hunters, no X marks the spot needed. As I watched them I realise that we all search for … More The beaches of Tauranga it would seem are laden with treasure.
I remember sitting at a camping ground in Papamoa after days of scourging sunshine. The kind of sunshine that you dream of for summer, but after weeks it has dried the ground so much around us, everything had turned to dust. Over the course of the day the wind changed. Slowly, unnoticeably to most, but a significant enough … More The winds of change are blowing