APRIL 28. Standing on the stump of the self I might have been I crane to catch call back those once-huge troubling presences receding down the road of memory. Fay Zwicky.

He pata ua ki runga, he ngutu tangata ki raro.

Drops of rain above, and men’s lips below.—This is applied to a man who is beset on all sides with annoyances, and can find no way of escape.

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FOTO – WATERFALL WAY BETWEEN ARMIDALE AND URUNGA.