Hey Potplant

So if you are the potter and i am the clay,
you don't gotta answer why you made me this way
but evenso, my mind remains curious,
though others look down, cite me as spurious.
a distressed looking potplant catches my eye,
most of the others are dead and dry.
this growth retains the spark of life,
though all around, surrounded by strife
and plenty within - I daresay it's true,
kicked when it's down, now growing askew.
just want to reach down to show it i care,
but i'd kill it with kindness, i'd interfere.
next to it a multi-tiered collection of dirt,
does it represent nothing, or a picture of hurt?
crowding round, last gasps for life spent,
twisted, wretched branches, hollow and bent.
yet close by in a white box of styrofoam,
many pretty light blue flowers made their home,
plain and yet pleasant, the one lasting truth
all else around, callous, uncouth.
the distressed looking potplant, fighting uphill
i'm lying, admiring, its perseverance and will.
some leaves are yellowed, i don't think there's hope,
yet you strive for the light, with your future - elope.
her roots hang on though the ground is unsteady,
the others gave up, she says, "i'm not ready".
she inspires me with wonder, a reason to fight,
but can i pull through when i'm flying that kite?
you can't safely land if you're not in the air,
oh well, whatever, i don't think i care.

so this one's for God - He is not airy-fairy.
His hand's in Creation, I can see it so clearly.
He knows of this potplant, struggling and striving.
He knows every leaf on that little dumb tree,
so how much more then, does He care for me.

Let's go Fly a Kite

Yesterday I climbed up a tree in the park and got a kite that had been stuck up there. It still had a decent bit of string tied to it, so we flew it around a bit, it is good fun trying to keep it up there in the azure.

Click here to see larger versions of the photos on Flickr.


Let's Go Fly a Kite - from Marry Poppins


Mr. Banks:
With tuppence for paper and strings
You can have your own set of wings
With your feet on the ground
You're a bird in a flight
With your fist holding tight
To the string of your kite

Oh, oh, oh!
Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height!
Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Oh, let's go fly a kite!

Bert:
When you send it flyin' up there
All at once you're lighter than air
You can dance on the breeze
Over 'ouses and trees
With your first 'olding tight
To the string of your kite

Londoners:
Oh, oh, oh!
Let's go fly a kite
Up to the highest height!
Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring
Up through the atmosphere
Up where the air is clear
Let's go fly a kite!

Kitten

Came across this friendly little kitten on the way home from the shops on Saturday.  He was a bit aloof, but very cute.  Showed the pictures to my sis and she immediately started discussing the possibility of getting a kitten.

Speaking of kittens, I was checking out what the animal-rights people had to say about the trade in cat and dog meat.  I don't have any problem with people eating cats and dogs, but I was really disgusted by some of the pictures of the conditions that the poor creatures live in.  Or the way they are treated.  In some cases, a dog will be beaten to death with a metal pole, so that the meat is fresh and supposedly, more tasty.  That is utterly repulsive and wrong.

Canterbury Countryside

The Buckland family has a cool blog which I check out from time to time.  Today when I had a look, I was blown away by some exhilarating photos of the Waikari countryside.  Here's one photo...

"The theory of evolution has suddenly became more theoretical"

Click here to view the rest of the photos, which are just as amazing, or better!

Snow 2

Took some photos when it snowed back in early July, put them here.

As I wrote earlier, I bunked down at Rick's place last night.  Woke up this morning and he told me to look out the window.

We walked down the road to Hagley Park to get some photos. Rick's blogged a few of them here. He reckons I was cold... huh, whatever ;)

2 Months of Photos

That's it folks. I have taken a picture everyday for two months. It's been what some might call an amazing journey into self-realisation. Others would see it as an opportunity of expressing one's inner-psyche through unique moments captured on film. I wouldn't. ;)

Snow

It snowed today in Christchurch. I wanted to capture some images of the snowflakes drifting down. But a photo could never be quite so magical as the experience of standing, gazing up into the heavens, getting unique snowflakes in your hair and having your fingers just about drop off from the biting wind. I hear that even Auckland didn't escape the shoddy weather, with rumours of snowesque hail settling in Papakura. I got kitted out and then headed off down to the park for a few pictures.

The little drain had become a raging torrent.


"no children play here anymore"

flowers

Nine pictures taken from around our property. I think Nathan took them.

Farming

Waihola, South Otago, New Zealand.
On the phone after a long day out in the field. ;)