Here in Taranaki, NZ, we are under heavy manners. The Covid19 lockdown, so no one is venturing far from the digs. The streets of New Plymouth are largely abandoned.
Meeting Of The Waters has long been a favourite spot for summer swimming, with its rope and deep water hole, but was deserted today as we went and picnicked on its banks.
The pasture next to it had four friendly horses, always a favourite black and white subject. Herding animals in the time of herd immunity…? Ok, bad pun…
