wellington way...

october 3rd.

in the deep south but driving further south...

thinking of my momma while passing, stopping and snapping a sleeping volcano whose sister decided to wake for a little when i was gone. plenty of snow still, spring skiing...

then past lake taupo and stopped to feel the wind in my hair and watch the waves crash upon its shores...

seven hours later, arrived in wellington this evening, happy to have a pulsating creative concrete jungle under my feet.

 habitat that always feels like home for this here human...

love and health to all...