Beach Haven was rife with bears (and monkeys and tigers, giraffes and chickens) though they were safely locked down in their own bubbles during the Covid-19 level 4 alert. Walking the neighbourhood was an allowable activity and that is what photographer Brian did. Carefully scanning the streets within 2km of the Beach Haven shops he spotted and photographed many of the soft creatures.
Check them out on his Facebook page … see if you can spot your Beach Haven lockdown critter.
374 steps over 260 m with a altitude climb of 50 m
I huffed and puffed my way up these stairs along with the other tourists. I was surprised how this ‘tourist attraction’ encouraged people who would normally take the lift to tackle the stair challenge.
Snow fell gently as I walked home. I realised autumn was coming to an end. This autumn was different to my previous autumn experiences – it was more obvious. Now I understand why Anne of Green Gables said: “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers”. Continue reading “Just another autumn”
Karl Baum, the butcher, has one of the 60,000 Stumbling Stones placed in 22 countries.
Karl Baum, his wife Toni, daughter Gerti and brother Leo lived at Mauergasse-8, Wiesbaden, Germany in the 1930’s.
Karl was the second oldest of six children. He was a butcher and originally the family lived in the apartment above his shop in Schulgasse-2. Business was good until 1934 when the Sturmabteilung (Nazi Paramilitary) prohibited the Jewish butchers from using the town’s slaughterhouse Continue reading “Hier wohnte Karl Baum (here lived Karl Baum)”
the historic precinct in Oamaru is home to some fine old buildings which are now a home to Home Gallery Fine Art
The building was made of Oamaru stone. It was impressive on the corner of Harbour and Wansbeck St.
The stairs were well trodden in the 134-year-old building. The 25 steps indicated the generous height of each level. A smooth handrail confirmed that many people had ventured up these stairs.
The room at the top of the stairs was empty and capacious except for the desk. In the middle of the space was the grain elevator from the years when Wool and Grain were stored in this warehouse. The wooden structure of the building was obvious and expansive. The tall arched windows looked out to the bay. Continue reading “top of the stairs are Fine Arts in Oamaru”
Farewell Te Wai Pounamu, it is with sadness that I leave
Yesterday morning I left. I had followed the Picton detour signs, a reminder of an earthquakes capability, and was on the 0215 ferry to Wellington and then homeward(?) bound to Auckland. I have spent most of 2016 with you and have grown to love who you are. Continue reading “I leave the South Island … for now”