A spire.....

Another grey day and am finding it very difficult to stay positive when every minute of a waken day there is more sad/worrying/frustrating news from Japan and Christchurch. If only the sun would shine for a while. Even the yellowing of the trees in parks and reserves does nothing to lighten my mood ( I actually love autumn because of its colourful finery, sunny days and cool nights emitting the heady aroma of wood smoke).

Waiting for my mother I made myself look up and there before me was a spire reaching up to a flat grey and dismal sky flanked by the dulling green of Silver Birch trees and I felt lucky to be looking at such a strong and leading edifice built by the first dunedinites -stoic Scots - who had such vision and dreams for this city.

That is the one sure thing in all this loss and chaos.......life goes on.