10:53am 27 Nov 2014 Feeling wistful and nostalgic is a state of mind (or heart) with which I'm pretty familiar. Earthquakes, a baby, and middle age all pluck at your heartstrings in their own way. Buildings in which I lived or worked fall away. A formerly tiny human nears his first birthday. I reminisce on my youth. I don't spend my entire day in lachrymose daydreaming but neither am I a stranger to it.
07:49am 28 Nov 2014 It's a place so clean. So full of intriguing mechanisms. So replete with places to rest and drink, and from which to observe.
12:31am 18 Apr 2014 This is a PS to my blog about our house build in Three Kings Auckland. If you were one of the readsters of my blog who was keen (and in some cases desperate) to see pictures of our baby, this is for you. If you are not interested in baby Zeno, your heart is made of stone and there is nothing to see here.