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07/10/2009 Beth

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On my way to a friend’s place this morning to photograph her and her crystal bowls, I realised I was a few minutes early. I spent that time listening to the calm harbour splashing against the beach. I am drawn to water and the sea like it’s my second home even though I find myself sometimes deathly afraid of it. . When I was younger, just old enough to drive, I would venture out at night to a secluded beach and I’d sit and listen to the crashing thunder of the expansive unknown in front of me. It would be complete darkness and often fog would reach from the sea to the breakers hurling themselves at my feet. Whatever lingered on the other side of the fog drew me, made me frightened beyond belief but drew me nonetheless. The pull is impossible resist. The far away reaches of other shores, waiting on the other side. Lost loves from past lives linger to lure me forward to rejoin them, but like all things unseen, it cannot remain so. The fog will roll in again and the horns will sound your arrival.

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We are first time parents raising twin boys in New Zealand, one of the most beautiful places in the world. Hoping that sharing in our experiences, highs, lows, green and eco ideas, random cooking and crafting adventures will be a little inspiring..
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