MORE PEOPLE RUN AWAY WITH THE CIRCUS THAN YOU’D THINK.

WINTERLESS NORTH — IT WAS ON SATURDAY.

Saturday sport/the quintessential. The rural pitch freshly mown a few days earlier, and…

THEY LEFT EVERYTHING OUT THERE/THEY EMPTIED THE TANK.

Grand Final Saturday.

LOVE AND WAVING IN LOCKDOWN.

On the Monday before lockdown Piwi came to say goodbye. He and Mick played pool in the shed on the moth holed…

CAMPING AT THE TOP OF OUR WORLD…

Tapotupotu is busier than we’ve ever seen it before. I love crowds, but Mick wants to move up creek…

UP THE ROAD TO WATCH THE HENS PLAY POOL.

They troupe in the front door of Collards Pub on the main road north to Awanui, cue cases…

THE BIG RUN AT WAIMĀ

“We’ve been training,” said Papi.

A FEW DAYS IN KAIKOHE IN THE TIME OF THE VIRUS.

ON MY WAY TO WALK…….

There it is, every morning/the same/never the same.

FOOTFALL: A love letter to the road.

Wasps are sleeping in the woodpile again, tucked up close like orphaned babies for warmth and economy. There are few…