The folks over at the New Zealand Food and Wine TV blog have picked up the short ONYA video about ‘Moon over Martinborough’ and featured it in their blog. Nice!
Winery tour: Escarpment Vineyard
March 13, 2010“Turn up Te Muna Road,” I tell Russ. “It’s up there.”
I’m in the front passenger seat, and Russ is driving. Joel, Louise and Lucy are squished together in the back seat. They’re friends of ours visiting from Chicago, and we’re headed to one of my favorite Martinborough wineries, Escarpment Vineyard, for a private tour.
Rick couldn’t join us today because he has to work, but that isn’t going to stop us from visiting a vineyard. And this isn’t just any vineyard.
Moon’s in a video
March 6, 2010I was sitting in an internet cafe at Bondi beach in Sydney. Just outside the waves curled blue into the sand. Surfers had left their boards leaning on the railings of outdoor cafes to have breakfast. The sun was bright and warm.
But I was in a dimly lit room full of computers, trying to find out if I had won an award back in New Zealand.
My first radio interview
February 27, 2010Back in January, I was interviewed for a Kapiti Coast community access radio show. It ain’t Oprah, but it’s somethin’!
Thank goodness Rick offered to drive to the Kapiti Coast for the interview, because I hate mountain roads. After nearly two hours of twisting and turning through two difficult mountain passes, we finally found ourselves looking straight out across the Tasman Sea from on high. The long, lovely shape of the Kapiti Island bird sanctuary lay the foreground.
You can listen to the radio interview at the end of this post.
Shovel and axe
February 20, 2010I had just hopped back over the fence after visiting Kiwi Bronwyn and Jim when I saw Rick walking towards the chicken coop. He had a shovel in one hand and an axe in the other.
The evening light was bright on the far hills, but the paddock we were in was drenched in shadows.
I knew what Rick wanted to do. In fact, I’d agreed to it a couple of weeks earlier, but all of a sudden I had reservations. I certainly hadn’t expected to be doing it now, on a peaceful Monday evening after visiting the neighbors. I wasn’t prepared.
The sweet taste of chicken feed
February 13, 2010Podcast available.
We have a new sheep at our place. We call her Sweetie because she really is sweet. But she has a little problem.
She arrived about three months ago when Hamish, the stock agent, brought about 20 new sheep to graze in our paddocks. “One’s a pet sheep,” he said. “Belongs to my sister. That one’s never going to the butcher.”
At first the new sheep were down in the paddock beyond the driveway and the row of gum trees. I didn’t see them much. But after a while Hamish moved them into the paddock where the chicken run is. That’s when I got to know them.
Not in Lake Michigan anymore
February 6, 2010Holly and Mia put their feet in the water and screamed. “Freeeeezing!”
It was hot in the Wairarapa that summer, and we were at a tiny beach along Palliser Bay, not far from Ngawi.
Unlike my most recent drive to the coast, this was a gorgeous day. The sky was perfectly blue, and the heat intense. It didn’t seem like danger could be that close.
Interview with a Martinborough runner
February 3, 2010When the folks over at RunAbroad.com read my recent post, Running up Te Muna Road, they asked me if I wouldn’t mind being interviewed for their monthly ‘Interview with a runner’ feature.
I said, “Huh?”
I’m no serious runner. I mean, I love running but I’m a wimpy hobby runner.
The U.N. Committee on Home Decorating
January 30, 2010We were at John and Aussie Bronwyn’s for dinner with the rest of the neighbors when Rick first announced our intentions.
“We’re going to tear down the wall,” he said.
Suddenly the room fell silent. Forks were held frozen in mid-air. Mouths full of food had stopped chewing.
This was less than a year after we’d arrived here in Martinborough, and we didn’t yet understand that our house had come with an advisory committee.
Storm at Palliser Bay
January 23, 2010Rain had been falling all night and throughout the morning when we climbed into the trusty little Nissan Pulsar.
I threw four pairs of gumboots into the hatchback, started the engine, and headed for the coast.
I crossed my fingers that the road wouldn’t be washed out.
New podcast library
January 19, 2010Well, I’ve done it now. I created a podcast page, with the startings of a podcast library.
The podcasts are readings of various posts. I’m having heaps of fun with it, and I’m learning heaps too.
My friend the Wolf told me, “What next? Moon over Martinborough: the book? The movie?”
Running up Te Muna Road
January 16, 2010It’s early on a Sunday morning as I put on my running shoes. It’s been a very, very long time, so the shoes feel a little unfamiliar. I stretch, then open the front door and go.
I head in the direction of Te Muna Road. The name is Maori for ‘secret place’.
When I get there, the blacktop surface angles up. This is the place where my body always starts saying it’s had enough, it wants to turn around and go home. The bed was so nice. The slope is too steep.
But a gentle breeze rushes though the pine trees on either side, and I keep running.
The triumph of Evil Cow
January 9, 2010Podcast available.
Because we lease our paddocks to a stock agent, we’ve seen a variety of cattle and sheep come and go on our property.
Being city boys, one animal has always seemed the same as another to us. One cow, however, has been a standout. She not only made an indelible impression on us, but she left Rick with an ongoing remembrance in the form of a dull ache in his side when it rains.
We named her Evil Cow.
Local farmers say cattle are smart. One farmer once told me he’d actually seen a cow push another cow into an electric fence just to see if it was on. Before I’d met Evil Cow, I didn’t believe that such calculated bovine treachery was possible.
Let’s just say that I believe it now.
Inaugural podcast available
January 7, 2010I blame it on my 20-something cousin in Michigan, Meryn, who said to me via Facebook…
This is my million dollar suggestion to you: Moon over Martinborough the podcast. This way we can all listen to the stories while we do our chores… or homework.
The gingerbread men
January 2, 2010No matter where I’ve lived in the world, if I couldn’t get back to Michigan for Christmas, then a little bit of my boyhood Michigan Christmas has always come to me – in the form of a box of gingerbread men.
Whether we’ve been living in provincial Japan or crowded Tokyo, central Wellington or out here in our rural paradise of Martinborough, the gingerbread men have always come.
That is, until this year.

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