Oranges and lemons grow everywhere in this region, fruiting in the winter. This is where we're staying, and Stephanie just picked me a ripe tangerine. Ooo!
More spring blooms.
Last time we were here, it was autumn and our host Roger was working at this apple packing place half a block from the house.
For lunch, pan-fried gurnard with potatoes and salad, ranking among the best meals I've had in NZ. "It doesn't get any fresher than this--caught this morning," the Jester House owner said as he served. Looking back to when we were last here, I noted I had the same thing.
We began inside, moving outdoors when the sun came out.
A softly warm day
There's a lot of food on the roadside here--eggs, fruit, produce. On the walk back, a stop at The Grind Coffee Roasters for a bag of French Press grind. Mmm. It's emitting a seductive scent even as I type.