Yet another night of Terra anything-but-Firma. I was brushing my teeth at the time, and discovered for myself why toothbrushes are the favourite materials for prisoners to turn into weapons. Everything was ok at first, but I had a wee session of sobbing into my pillow when I finally convinced myself to head upstairs to …
Still here
And another one, and it felt big. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for everyone in the city, because I think we're looking at serious damage. Again. Still. First time I've been outside and looking back at the house when one happened – our upstairs moves at a different tempo to the downstairs, which is freaky. …
Shake, rattle and ohhhhhhh
Another Monday; another big aftershock. With two aftershocks of its own (4.4 and 3.3), and a pre-shock (4.3, which I didn't feel, thank goodness). Closest I've been to diving under my desk for a very long time. But I'm ok; Stewart’s ok; the chooks are ok; and the house is ok (as far as I …
One month on – film from the CBD
It's exactly four weeks since the earthquake. I'm not going to offer anything today, other than the following video. It was shot by/for Civil Defense, and screened at Friday’s memorial service. It shows what the centre of Christchurch looks like now – no-one except the emergency crews and media have seen this part of the city …
Larkin, lawnmowers, and longing
This evening after shutting the chooks in for the night, I spent about ten minutes just staring back at our house, feeling such huge gratefulness that we were both ok, that the people I love all seem to be ok, that our little house had carried us safely through (so far). That the clouds had cleared, …
A Dark Feathered Art 