Writing
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In the beginning were the leaves,
and the leaves were fragile and beautiful,
and the leaves were on the tree. more» -
The embers of a late Autumn. Morning mists, fruitfulness, golden light, wind in my hair... more»
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The spider webs glisten in the soft slanting light of a gilded Autumn in Aotearoa. The long white cloud has given way, for the moment, to golden luminosity. The intricate patterns and more»