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Arbo Approval

Arbo at the new ANZ Centre is an excellent choice for morning tea.  They offer small portions at reasonable prices.

I had a tasty cheese scone for $3, heated and with generous butter.  So often cheese scones are enormous, and need to be shared.  Stephen had a sausage brioche for $3.50.  My only quibble was that they serve hot chocolate in a glass, but it was not too hot to hold.  Tables each have a fresh flower, glasses, and cutlery, and the paper napkins are substantial.  This is a place with class but not overpriced, at least for a snack.

We wondered about how they clean the false white tree in the centre of the atrium.  The waitress said she hasn’t seen it cleaned but believes they do it with a mist spray.  The walls have lots of ledges which would also collect dust, especially with so much construction nearby.  I’ll be checking next time I go, and there will be a next time.

“An Arbo visit is a must
and I’ll be checking on the dust.”

Halloween and Hope

At the end of April nature is dying in the Southern Hemisphere.  This is our Halloween, traditionally time to remember our beloved dead.  In Aotearoa the focus is on Anzac Day and those who died in war.  The poppies are gone from my garden, but the naked ladies/amaryllis are about to burst into flower – the first sign of spring-to-come.

Naked ladies bursting forth

Months of cold and darkness lie ahead.  We collect the last of the harvest and store it against the leaner times.  I’m going out to spread some compost, and scatter seeds for the coming year.  Recent sunny autumn days have been a golden indication that the seasons change and all is cyclical.

“The wheel is turning through the year
and right now autumn’s gold is here.’

 

Marine mystery

Waimairi beach this morning was covered in flotsam and jetsam.  We saw a large number of these creatures:

Do you know what they are?  This one was about 16cm long, and some were only half that size.  The skin looked quite hard.  When we saw them it was a couple of hours before high tide.

“I wonder what this fish could be
washed up there by the briny sea.”

 

Bus for Bloggers?

There was a strange black object attached to the wall by my bus seat.  I flipped off the lid, and discovered a couple of USB ports, plus a blue light.  The ports were labelled 5V 1A and 5V 2.1A

I think it must be somewhere you can charge your ‘device’.  I understand buses now have wifi – presumably this is an added service.  Does anyone know more about it?

“Whatever will they think of next
to help us blog or send a text?”

 

Neat Nasturtiums

Walking south on Colombo Street I spied this pretty mural with nasturtiums.  The name on it is Filigree, which is a jewellery maufacturer at 447 Colombo Street.

“The sign to advertise their shop
was bound to make this writer stop.”

 

 

Reading this book is a journey in itself.  There’s a mystery involved, but the characters and their progress have more importance than the outcome.  The story, set in winter in the backblocks of 19th century Canada, is about love and determination.  As various people traverse the desolate landscape you are drawn in by their diverse motives.  Extremely well written and hard to put down.

“Along the bleak and lonely trail
unfolds a dark enticing tale.”

Apiarian Art

This mural on the corner of Armagh and Barbadoes Streets might be a plea to halt the decline of honey-bees.

It seems that in Aotearoa, the bees are doing well.  Maybe the exhortations to plant bee-friendly flowers have worked?

“It seems there’s honey in the hive
and locally the bees do thrive.”