The New Zealand summer is turning on a show for Auckland’s Anniversary day. Auckland is nestled between harbours. A narrow neck of land, with leafy, sprawling suburbs accommodating over 30% of the countries total population. Today we celebrate, many of us on the water and a few, myself included, mowing lawns, working on the new novel and feeding horses.
Excerpt from The Quilt, Unravelled.
The soft hint of daybreak sent a milky glow across the water’s surface. They stopped to watch the river turn into a scarlet ribbon and the first shards of light break through the leaves and cast dapples on the damp grass. Paul poured another cup of rich bitter coffee from his flask and skipped the flat stones across the water’s surface for Jess to chase.
Jess jumped on to the back of the quad, refreshed by a cool drink from the mountain-fed river. They picked their way through a stand of untouched native bush protected years ago from stock by a secure fence. Tiny fantails darted in and out of the canopy above, catching small insects and dancing to a chorus of tuis and woodpigeons.
They opened a gate, and turned away from the river that had now doubled in width, after a branch flowing through the Kean property had joined its progression. A rainbow trout erupted from the crystal clear water leaving behind a circle of ripples.
Steep hills rose in front of them forming a tapestry of large, orderly paddocks divided by neat, wire fencing. The pasture was covered in a lacework of sheep tracks worn away over the years by thousands of hooves. At the top Paul hesitated to admire the soft folds of countryside that formed creases enveloping the network of rivers below. Small pockets of stubborn morning fog hung like cotton wool in the deep gullies.
http://goo.gl/yrnj5L The Quilt, Unravelled. Tragedy brings them together. The past drives them apart. Their choices change the future. An epic story of love against the odds.
Auckland City, New Zealand. Sky tower.
Auckland City, New Zealand.
Happy Anniversary Day, Auckland City.