It takes a whole village to raise a Heather and I just revisited a special village Aunt from my childhood. We don't need more therapists in our village. We already have lots living amongst us. Spent a healing magical week there. Was also nursing a wound on the fleshy part of foot for a month. I dislike wearing shoes and so I hadn't been giving it time to heal.
Turns out I didn't need a tetanus shot, antibiotics or professional help (subjective I know). Just a couple of caring village Aunts.
A friend of theirs dropped some cream off which was very poignant (pic attached).
Once foot felt better we went back into the Catlins for the day. I don't think I can stand on the Petrified Forest often enough.
I decided to go for a drive solo one day with no Google maps and ended up in Bluff. On a sunny day I sat and chatted to an 83 year old woman called Noelene for an hour. A young man asked if we knew where the famous signpost was. Typical, I didn't even know it was metres from me and I was parked facing it.
Enroute to Fiordland I parked up at Monkey Island Beach and finally caught up with a seasoned traveler who has been living on the road for four years now.
What saddens me the most is the vast amount of farmland everywhere I go and lack of Native forests.