Such impressive wings on this critter I found on the washing line this morning.

Long insect on a washing line.

Ten memorable quotes from te hui aa motu | The Spinoff [held Saturday 20 January 2024]:

Te hui aa motu was a monumental moment in the history of Aotearoa. Not since the foreshore and seabed protests in 2004 have Māori and their allies come together in such large numbers to present a united face in opposition to government policy. Te Kiingitanga initially estimated that 3,000 people would be in attendance at Tuurangawaewae marae, but in reality, there were more like 10,000 attendees.

I was hooked from the first with Blood on the Tracks (Sydney Rose Parnell Book 1) by Barbara Nickless. Such a riveting read, and I've immediately bought the next. 📚

Excellent writing, with some turns of phrase I noted for the way they hit home.

Thanks to @alexandra@social.lol for the recommendation.

Book cover: Blood on the Tracks.
A couple of items of saved text.

Country life: sitting in bed of a rainy Saturday, reading and wondering what the weird noise was.

Glanced out the window to see a horse, no saddle or bridle, galloping away down our lane.

Flurries of activity … the owners put a notice on the local FB page. Now it's safe at home. 🐎

Loose horse meets car at the gate, as seen through a rainy window.

Deb and I managed a slow 25 minute walk on the beach. We encountered 1 angry Pied Stilt who, surprisingly, did not dive-bomb us, and two angry Oystercatchers who complained loudly. No humans, angry or otherwise.

A view across sandhills clad with plants to a flat area of beach where the river forms an estuary.

Disappointed to do another Covid test this morning and find I'm still positive. I'm feeling better, though still tired and with very low energy. Definitely missing going to the beach. 🦠

I read The Nugent Case (Mine for the Taking Book 1) by Torie Raben when I was in a bit of a daze, I think. More spy story than detective. It was OK, but I won't bother with more in the series. 📚

Book cover: The Nugent Case.

With The Arc (DCI Ellie McVey series Book 1) by J.A. Rainbow I realised:

I watch without complaint TV shows that are equally vague and 'unrealistic' about police investigations. I could also overlook the crime / mystery aspect and just see it as a story about lesbians. Much less annoying. 📚

Book cover: The Arc.

A very curious thing about those 8 DL Keur books I read. The author was a stickler for using the ® symbol after certain names, like Stetson and Kevlar. I've never ever seen an author do that before and it jarred every single time.

Screenshot of text showing the word Kevlar followed by a superscript letter R in a circle.

I nearly stopped reading Deadly Bond (Kate Kinsella Mysteries Book 5) by Christine Green but returned to it in the end. 📚

I won't read others in the series. Sometimes the author has turns of phrase that appeal.

My nostalgia, like an orgasm, didn't last long, and I was soon asleep.

A little bit of flattery is nearly as good as finding plenty of jam in a doughnut so I didn't argue any more.

Book cover: Deadly Bond.

Welcoming nightfall. At our friends place in Whangārei.

A dark room with pale sky visible through the window. What seems to be a figure stands at the window with both arms raised as though saluting the night.

I thoroughly enjoyed the The Jessica Anderson K-9 Mysteries, as I mentioned already. Dead Falls (Book 5); Troubled Pursuit (Book 6); Game Trail (Book 7); Cold Scent (Book 8) did not disappoint in the least and in fact very pleasingly developed the main characters and even introduced some new ones. 📚

3 book covers.

I'd read one of the other Daph books so knew what I was in for with this light and fluffy read. Daph On The Beach by Phillipa Nefri Clark was a little bit of candy floss. 📚

Book cover: Daph On The Beach.

I never know which mountain is which, in the central North Island. When we flew home the other day we had this outstanding view of Tongariro / Ngauruhoe / Ruapehu.

Plane window frames a tall mountain with some snow on top and a mountain lake right in the middle of the top.

Deb spotted a stoat running past the quail run just before I went to feed Fliss, the Japanese Quail. I think it must have bitten her through the wire. RIP Fliss. 🐦

That's truly the last of our pets.

Adult stripey Japanese Quail.
Fliss, aged 5 years in December 2023.

Three features of today in Covid-land:

  • Deb, now somewhat better, is looking after me superbly.
  • While still quite unwell, I've struck the 'better' side of the curve.
  • I've consumed and enjoyed about 200 mls of delicious mushroom soup.

To all my many Micro.Blog pals who have wished Deb and me well with our current Covid+ status: thank you. Deb is getting better. I'm now in that phase of feeling miserable and sleeping a great deal. More than I can manage to name everyone just now. 🥴

Amazing, my 6th anniversary at Micro.Blog. A wonderful community. Thanks everyone who created it and makes it so.

Screenshot of intro post on 13 January 2018.

I try to post here at least once each day.

Once Deb was positive for Covid, it was inevitable that I would follow. Confirmed today. At least we managed, well-masked, to get home. 🦠

I don't feel too bad: tired, headache, slightly scratchy throat.

Positive covid test.

I’m over airports. Glad to be nearly home though. 1.25 hour flight then an hour drive. 🤞🏼