My Garden ~ a Kiwi's take on life

Life is a lot like a garden

A Kiwi hero passes


New Zealanders are in mourning. Today we learned Sir Edmund Hillary died. Like others, I can’t recall life without this great man’s presence. Is there a Kiwi kid who since the 1950s, hasn’t at some stage in their schooling done a project about this great Kiwi bloke? His remark after scaling Mt Everest, “we knocked the bastard off”, is pure laconic Kiwi style. His face has adorned the NZ$5 notes for decades. He made national and international news. He is our national treasure. Humble and compassionate he inspired people to reach out and to conquer their own mountains. We will remember him.

Author: Jenny

My garden is where I lose myself, or as Himself likes to tell others, I lose either my coffee mug or wine glass. Well at least I put them on a gatepost so they are easily found. As I see it, we are here on this place to respect and to preserve nature, not to develop the land. I love how the totara trees stand in silent witness to our human activity. They keep me honest. I love to wander along the stream bank. I like being able to grow fruit and vegetables. I enjoy green open space. My son challenged me to write a blog using my garden diaries to start. Writing a blog is quite different to my diary scribblings. It is for a different audience. In every post, I have to make a conscious effort to get free of an academic style of writing. I write about things I know and do in my everyday life. I am not a photographer but the images I use are taken by me. I believe this adds veracity to my voice in each post. Learning to setup and to manage a blog has been a major effort and remains a work in progress. Who knows where this will lead. Himself and I thought we had retired, about to define this older phase of our life together. But family commitments continue. As it happens, I share this place with Himself, son and grandsons and living creatures who live charmed existences. I watch on as they serve as actors weaving their ways across the stage of daily life. Shakespeare wrote in As You Like It: All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; Always, there's something to write about life lived as I know it.

3 thoughts on “A Kiwi hero passes

  1. I agree – it is a sad loss. He got a lot of coverage and respects paid over here in the UK as well.

    I must apologise – I haven’t visited your blog in a little while, and am just catching up now. I think I forget that while my garden is sleeping, other people’s aren’t!

    Your trip photos look great! I wish I could view them a little bigger.

    Did I ever mention my mum lived in NZ for a couple of years in the late 60s? I think she was near Auckland, although I could be wrong.

  2. I have just heard that this great man is to have a memorial service at Windsor Castle,England…..A great tribute to a Great man ..Jackie

  3. Hi Nezza and Jackie, there’ll be a live broadcast by TVNZ from 10am NZ time on Tuesday (NZ’s about 11 hours ahead of UK time). I read that BBC Sky News and CNN will show the state funeral live from Auckland. It’s unheard of for a private citizen to have a state funeral in this country. It’s amazing the Queen has offered to have a private service in April for the family at St George’s Chapel. Out media is full of tributes and commenorative features about this great man.

    I’ll try to re-post my Rotorua photos in a bigger format, Nezza. In the 1960s, Auckland was a small and less cosmpolitan city – about 600,00 population. Now, over 1 million peoples from all over call it home. Growth brought with it the global problem of congested motorways, pollution and stretched services. Yay! Developers and planners will have jobs for decades to come. Cheers, Jenny.

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