Looking back toward the hills. Yesterday a helicopter hauling something on a rope was drifting the contents over these fields. What are they dumping? I asked some passersby. To which they responded: Looks like they're manuring. (A form of the word I'd never heard.)
The air is utterly clear and sweet.
Or about $8.50 per person US
We walked a trail over the rocky point to the next bay over--Tauwhara Bay--pretty much straight up and then down.
"Mindfulness is thus all of the above—awareness, with attention, in the present moment, on purpose—with the important addition: and with an attitude or intentional stance of nonattached equanimity."
Help a sister out?
Here's a clever bird with a snail in its beak. It bashed the snail again and again on the ground in front of us while holding onto a sliver of escargot. Nature red in tooth and claw...