All the leaves... are beautiful

This time of year is lovely. Especially the changing colour of the leaves.

We know that Inuit have many different words for snow, I wonder how many words for red there are in maori?

Sometimes the colours are hard to describe


Beauty is everywhere

A wise Ngai Tahu once explained that in the past everything had a known whakapapa. When the europeans arrived whakapapa had to be understood for all of the new things that they bought. This country doesnt have native deciduous trees, whose leaves change colour in autumn. What must our Tupuna have thought when those first trees began to change colour. I imagine they were too busy just surviving. We cannot change the past, we cannot go back, we can only go forward, together.