I miss the outdoors

Which is ironic, since I work outdoors!

View from the ridge at Moke Lake - one of the last times I was outdoors

Kia ora friends, Dunc here.

I just wanted to write and state, in case of any concern, that I am still alive and well and living in the year 2024. Which is the same year you’re living in too. It’s not looking good, is it?

It’s in times of need that I have conditioned myself to just pop open the front door and “go for a hike”, “lose myself” in some far-flung place, surrounded by nothing but best-in-show scenery. It works, as a therapy and a tonic. It’s proven to, but also: I feel it does.