Place.

The last couple of days I have been thinking of my favourite places to be in the world: when i was a child, & still to this day.

I have come to a conclusion

Top 10 favourite places to be:

1. Church.

- This is always going to be top of the list!

Where else would you rather be?

"Better is one day in your courts, than a thousand else where!"
-Psalm 81:10

That took me while to actually sink in & make it true for myself. All these other places I'm about to open up to you are beautiful in their way, & so so special to me.
But honestly, being with God, wouldn't even come close to anything else!

2. Kapiti Coast

- At first, this place was an inconvenience to me only because of where I lived. Then i completely fell in love with everything that it contains.

3. Lyndale Farm

- Childhood memories of me & my dad driving up, what felt like 3 hours for a 7 year old, was a place of joy. fejoia ice cream & after my attempt to feed a duck has brought upon a fear of this animal ever since.

4. Staglands Farm

- Farms have always scooped me up in it's landscape.

The peacocks that chased you, the white bird that said hello, & the giant rainbow trout where all part of the experience.

5. Sayers Hutt

- Tramping 3 hours up & down hill to get to this little location in the middle of no where, is more than worth it.

The smell of smoked fire wood will always be a comfort to me.

The best part is it lingers on your clothes, hair & skin for the next couple of day, almost to remind you to come back.

6. My room.

- I place of my own.

7. My Auntie's home.

- Her house is in Masterton, and is hands down the most beautiful house I have ever laid eyes on.

The first thing you do is enter through a red wooden gate.

is a mixture of grass patches & flowers that are randomly placed.

& hanging from the most dominate tree is a rope swing.

a stream that runs through the middle of her garden calls for the necessity of a car width bridge to get from one side to the other.

One of the highlights of Christmas day would be getting some line & a hook with a piece of bread or sausage meat attacted, & fishing for the biggest eel we would find.

Geese & ducks glide through from time to time.

When you get to the door step there are worn seats will quilts covering them.

The kitchen has a huge fireplace taking up most of the room.

the window looks out over their vegetable garden & chicken coop.

& a weaved hammock accompanies a tree.

the garage is still filled with my cousin's crashed car.

His room has a little secret hidden door which hides away the computer room.

In the corner there are unused drums.

One of the things I love most, are the randomly placed, and wonkey photo frames around the house. filled with my cousins childhood drawings.

...you can probably tell, i do enjoy this place dearly. ha ha.

8. My Grandma's house.

- She lives in Waikanai.

Nanna central, which i find lovely.

Her house is not short or shy of a floral pattern or little clay statue my grandad makes in his garage. Her house always smells of fresh home made bread. & her favourite thing to eat is microwaved pringles with cheese.

i enjoy her very much.

Her garden is filled with scents of all sorts of roses, and a full bloom magnolia tree appears in spring.

9. My Mum's bed in the afternoon.

- The sun accompanies my room in the morning, but in the afternoon, there is a little patch on her bed that i like to curl up on my days off and have a nap.

10. My Dad's old house.

- He used to live in Brooklyn, in a little old white house with a huge back yard which he used to get his sling shot & hit his empty beer cans he used to set up in a log from his balcony.

That makes my dad sound so hill billy. But my dad is someone who thought up many games like that ha ha.

He had 3 english bull terrier's: (not all at the same time.)

-Gringo

-Slug Boy

-& Horse

they all looked like they would kill you, but really the were huge teddy bears who would sit right on top of you just go get a cuddle.

My Dad is an incredible cook.

we always used to make roti & butter chicken together in his little kitchen.

the classic thing he would always make would be vogels bread with a little vegemite & grilled cheese.

In the corner of his dining room he had one of those underwater lizards- not sure what they are called, but it was white & called Gizmo.

I remember sitting on this knee one time at the dinner table & he was trying to figure out how to plate my hair once i asked him if he would do it for me.

i can't remember how it ended out- but most likely in fail.

I enjoy my Dad!- he makes me laugh

The End.