or have a picnic breakfast on the beach in St. Heliers, an
Auckland suburb.
My list of things necessary to include in the architecture of
bliss include the sound of water lapping, the aerial ballet of clouds, and the
possibility of a water view around every curve. New Zealand ticks all those
boxes on my list. Autumn has started here and yet still the golden weather
shines on. Today I head south, which means it's time to pack my woolie socks and
leave my short sleeves behind; in this hemisphere heading south means chilly
weather and crisp days.
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