#Spotted at the Beach in Aotearoa New Zealand:
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#Spotted at the Beach in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A dad says to a young human (8?): "Now there're a couple of problems here with what you're doing with that stick. Want to tell me what they are?"
Young human thinks, then says: "Poking?"
Dad: "Yes! Poking. And poking's not very nice is it?"A couple (60s?) have set up a blanket and a red umbrella in the longer grass next to a beach path. A bottle of red and an unfinished picnic is forgotten while they canoodle like teenagers. Belinda Carlisle on the playlist. A weka speculatively watching their unattended sandwiches.
Two small humans (3 & 5?) are building an epic sand castle as the tide comes in. A big wave washes over it and they cry out in gleeful alarm, only to rebuild moments later. But another wave's coming in. Oh no! Destruction! The drama is epic. Watery pathos everywhere. Let's make another one!
A small human (4?) and her grandad (50?) are searching through the driftwood at the edge of the beach. They find two mighty staffs and soon Grandad is showing her how to cast spells. Their mighty bellows echoing over the water. Fireballs everywhere! VROOSH.... BOOOOOOOM!
Three tradies (20s-50s?) are sitting at a picnic table next to their van after a hot day's work. One is unwrapping their fish and chips, the other is fishing in a chilly bin for a couple of beers, while the third produces a giant bottle of Watties tomato sauce. The perfect post-work chill out.
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#Spotted at the Beach in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A dad says to a young human (8?): "Now there're a couple of problems here with what you're doing with that stick. Want to tell me what they are?"
Young human thinks, then says: "Poking?"
Dad: "Yes! Poking. And poking's not very nice is it?"A couple (60s?) have set up a blanket and a red umbrella in the longer grass next to a beach path. A bottle of red and an unfinished picnic is forgotten while they canoodle like teenagers. Belinda Carlisle on the playlist. A weka speculatively watching their unattended sandwiches.
Two small humans (3 & 5?) are building an epic sand castle as the tide comes in. A big wave washes over it and they cry out in gleeful alarm, only to rebuild moments later. But another wave's coming in. Oh no! Destruction! The drama is epic. Watery pathos everywhere. Let's make another one!
A small human (4?) and her grandad (50?) are searching through the driftwood at the edge of the beach. They find two mighty staffs and soon Grandad is showing her how to cast spells. Their mighty bellows echoing over the water. Fireballs everywhere! VROOSH.... BOOOOOOOM!
Three tradies (20s-50s?) are sitting at a picnic table next to their van after a hot day's work. One is unwrapping their fish and chips, the other is fishing in a chilly bin for a couple of beers, while the third produces a giant bottle of Watties tomato sauce. The perfect post-work chill out.
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Any typos spotted in this post have gotten a bit stuck in a publishing industry vortex today and can't get away to spot things. If typos spotted, they'll be drinking their fourth cup of tea, wondering how many times the words "vertical marketing strategy" can be used to in one meeting (12 so far.)
*This is a post from a rather lovely day at the beach last year. I thought I'd post it in my lunchbreak rather than not popping anything up today. Should be back to normal programming tomorrow!
*Wekas are kiwi kleptomaniacs masquerading as brown woodhens. They're a much loved bird and are very very sneaky.
*Tradies is the shortened term for tradesmen/tradeswomen. Think electricians, plumbers etc.
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Any typos spotted in this post have gotten a bit stuck in a publishing industry vortex today and can't get away to spot things. If typos spotted, they'll be drinking their fourth cup of tea, wondering how many times the words "vertical marketing strategy" can be used to in one meeting (12 so far.)
*This is a post from a rather lovely day at the beach last year. I thought I'd post it in my lunchbreak rather than not popping anything up today. Should be back to normal programming tomorrow!
*Wekas are kiwi kleptomaniacs masquerading as brown woodhens. They're a much loved bird and are very very sneaky.
*Tradies is the shortened term for tradesmen/tradeswomen. Think electricians, plumbers etc.
@georgepenney oh! Do you remember if the weka got the sandwich?! Curious minds are wondering.
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#Spotted at the Beach in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A dad says to a young human (8?): "Now there're a couple of problems here with what you're doing with that stick. Want to tell me what they are?"
Young human thinks, then says: "Poking?"
Dad: "Yes! Poking. And poking's not very nice is it?"A couple (60s?) have set up a blanket and a red umbrella in the longer grass next to a beach path. A bottle of red and an unfinished picnic is forgotten while they canoodle like teenagers. Belinda Carlisle on the playlist. A weka speculatively watching their unattended sandwiches.
Two small humans (3 & 5?) are building an epic sand castle as the tide comes in. A big wave washes over it and they cry out in gleeful alarm, only to rebuild moments later. But another wave's coming in. Oh no! Destruction! The drama is epic. Watery pathos everywhere. Let's make another one!
A small human (4?) and her grandad (50?) are searching through the driftwood at the edge of the beach. They find two mighty staffs and soon Grandad is showing her how to cast spells. Their mighty bellows echoing over the water. Fireballs everywhere! VROOSH.... BOOOOOOOM!
Three tradies (20s-50s?) are sitting at a picnic table next to their van after a hot day's work. One is unwrapping their fish and chips, the other is fishing in a chilly bin for a couple of beers, while the third produces a giant bottle of Watties tomato sauce. The perfect post-work chill out.
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@georgepenney You made my ( dreary, rainy, cold British Columbian) day. Thanks.
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#Spotted at the Beach in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A dad says to a young human (8?): "Now there're a couple of problems here with what you're doing with that stick. Want to tell me what they are?"
Young human thinks, then says: "Poking?"
Dad: "Yes! Poking. And poking's not very nice is it?"A couple (60s?) have set up a blanket and a red umbrella in the longer grass next to a beach path. A bottle of red and an unfinished picnic is forgotten while they canoodle like teenagers. Belinda Carlisle on the playlist. A weka speculatively watching their unattended sandwiches.
Two small humans (3 & 5?) are building an epic sand castle as the tide comes in. A big wave washes over it and they cry out in gleeful alarm, only to rebuild moments later. But another wave's coming in. Oh no! Destruction! The drama is epic. Watery pathos everywhere. Let's make another one!
A small human (4?) and her grandad (50?) are searching through the driftwood at the edge of the beach. They find two mighty staffs and soon Grandad is showing her how to cast spells. Their mighty bellows echoing over the water. Fireballs everywhere! VROOSH.... BOOOOOOOM!
Three tradies (20s-50s?) are sitting at a picnic table next to their van after a hot day's work. One is unwrapping their fish and chips, the other is fishing in a chilly bin for a couple of beers, while the third produces a giant bottle of Watties tomato sauce. The perfect post-work chill out.
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@georgepenney Well done Dad! A gentle and honest remonstration with the Young Human!
