Country Life
Visiting Martinborough evokes streams of consciousness like nothing else:
- Brilliant greens. All shades imaginable.
- “fresh” as a smell. Pure.
- That proverbial peace and quiet that Ralph Waldo Emerson idealized.
- The click-whistle-squawk of a tui. The song once sounded alien to my ears but now I know I’ll long for its sweetness when I leave.
- The steady hum of creek.
- Color! Pops of it. The loveliest daisies I’ve ever seen. Midnight blue centers.
Generally I’d call myself a “city girl” but I question that notion every time I voyage past the Rimutaka mountains into the Wairarapa region of New Zealand. The pleasantness of the pristine lands is close to addictive. Plus, it makes my mind wander. I like the idea of having a vegetable garden and a fruit orchard. Perhaps even some ornamental flowers! I could pull on some gum boots and tend to the sheep… or whatever other critters required “tending”. With the beach a short drive away, a vineyard a brisk stroll down the lane and the town of Martinborough at one’s finger tips… what’s not to like?
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On August 15, 2009 I interviewed for and received a Rotary International Ambassadorial scholarship. Rotary International is sending me to study abroad in New Zealand for an academic year and there I will act as a goodwill ambassador on behalf of Rotary and the USA. I am so thrilled to have this opportunity and will use this blog to share my before-during-and after experiences.
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