Arohanui

• I went for my first recreational walk for months during the weekend, my lack of walking resulting from a combination of my being broken and the filthy filthy disgusting weather. Saturday was beautiful; the Boy and I went up to the Town Belt, stood on a hill and looked out over the harbour, and then walked down through Wadestown. And it was glorious, all that fresh air and sunshine and striding... it feels like forever that I strode anywhere.
• And so many beautiful magnolia trees on the walk, venerable old things with twisting branches covered in moss, huge waxy flowers blossoming or beginning to blossom on their tips. The flowers are so gloriously upright and so vivid and bold compared to the sparseness and puritanism of the branches. I love the contrast. They're also the best thing about walking to work.
• Train time; an hour each day to read, write, knit, examine the strange train people, and THINK. Stare into space. Enforced downtime rocks my tiny world.
• My fabulous new culottes, which make me happy, so happy. I feel like both a mighty samurai! and a 1930s glamour girl. Best of all, I feel like I'm channeling an old samurai loving flatmate and the Glorious and Horribly Distant Lizzie.
• Having a tidy, craft-centric bedroom. The inside of my head feels clean, and tidy. I can live there.
• Anticipation: Bill Bailey tomorrow night, Roller Disco next Saturday, Kylie in December!