100 Days Project

wilma: God lives here on the Eastern Bay of Plenty

We call it The Place where God lives, of course it is'nt, It's simply where the Motu River flows down from high in the mountains, through the gorges and into a small area of the Bay of Plenty.

,ve come to the conclusion--- that if God were to chose one single place to live it would be here. Over my 100 days I'm going to take you, with my trusty little pink camera and show you our beautiful piece of New Zealand.

Day 28:

A sad little moment

I felt tearful when i found the brown woollen object tangled in dried seaweed and rusted wire was a doll. It was after a storm when there was debris piled high along the beach. Dolly was poking out and at first glance looked like a dead kitten or rabbit. i call it a doll because who ever made it had turned cut, and sewn a man's woollen sox into the shape , two legs two arms and two button eyes. It was soggy and a bit smelly but we dried it out and hung it to freshen it. Several times I've gone to toss it away but I still see some small kiddie lovingly hugging it perhaps wrapped in a blanket. I think of the tears the night they'd lost it and the weeping as some mum or nan tried to get the poor wee kid to sleep. I know the photo looks as if we have him strung and looking macabre but as a rule he sits in a basket above the baskets of flowers outside my kitchen. see you tomorrow