How tragic is a ‘natural’ disaster? Does it depend on what is lost? Or when it happened? Is sadness about natural disasters another tilt at preventing inevitable change?
Autumn is right time to extend pa harakeke’s plantings – “Why are you doing this?” a visiting cycle tourist asked. “As reciprocity for being part of the biosphere,” could be my answer.
I’m on top of Mt Alta. Do I need to know how many minutes it took me to get there? Or how high I have climbed? Has technology addicted us to counting things that don’t matter?