Getting it all together? Hungry for this life. Life, loss and barley sugars.

I stand in awe at the majesty of the mighty Kauri tree,. But reflect not on the decades it took to get there. I sit in serenity gazing at a snow-capped mountain range,. Oblivious the violence that created them. I shed no tear for those swept away in another third-world flood,. And blind I remain to this day of the injustice which perpetuated it. My daze is induced by the monotonous days I sit at my desk my mind lost in a haze. No amount of gold is worth a life.

The exploits of a young couple as they come to grips with rural living. Honestly I can hardly believe it was a year ago I first held my little boy in my arms. This Year has been with out a doubt the craziest of my life.