Our bubble enjoyed a nice hike yesterday on our first day of Level 3. It was good to climb a mountain again!
Covid-19
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 28 April 2020
New Zealand has moved from level 4 lockdown to level 3 today. Level 3 is about like what the rest of the world is calling lockdown, and for most of us our daily life won’t change much with the relaxing of restrictions. But it’s a move in the right direction, and it’s heartening to see that all our efforts to control the virus in the past month have been effective. Keep up the good work everyone! Kia kaha!
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 27 April 2020
A noisy Nor’wester blew in last night. Bits of the neighbour’s trees pelted the roof like rain.
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 26 April 2020
We’re all starting to go a bit crazy here. Looking forward to the move to Level 3, but recognising that it won’t make much difference to our daily life. I hope that, wherever you are you are staying safe and keeping busy!
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 25 April 2020
Anzac Day has me thinking about the sacrifices our governments ask its citizens to make, and how the benefits don’t always justify the sacrifices. In the fight against Covid-19, our sacrifices seem small, and the benefits great compared with the sacrifices made by the soldiers in WWI for dubious benefits.
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 24 April 2020
Yesterday was overcast, but the sun peeked out just before it set.
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 23 April 2020
This is poem number 29–only 4 more until the end of lockdown. Except that the end of lockdown isn’t really going to change anything for most people–we’ll still be stuck at home. The dilemma I’m facing is, do I continue with the poetry?
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 22 April 2020
We’ve added a daily ‘commute’ to our routine–a nice walk to warm up before sitting down to our computers for the day. The mountains have a dusting of snow now, and it’s nice to start the day with a view of them.
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 21 April 2020
So, we are to spend another week in lockdown. It is the right decision, but it is disappointing to think it’ll be another week before the builders can start up again.
Pandemic Poetry: Poem of the Day, 20 April 2020
Today our government makes a difficult decision–whether to lift some of our restrictions, or keep us in lockdown for another few weeks. It is not a task I’d wish on anyone, because each option comes with significant costs. What I trust, though, is that they will keep in the back of their minds the Māori saying: He aha te mea nui o te ao? He tāngata, he tāngata, he tāngata. What is the most important thing in the world? The people, the people, the people.
For readers unfamiliar with Te Reo Māori, he tāngata means the people, and tamariki are children.
Robinne Weiss 