I've just had one of those brain numbing weeks. Not thinking. Just being in a robot mode. Un-ravelling knitting, constantly. And then again. And again.
And, sadly, ending with a tangi. One of the most amazing experiences of my life. The dad of my best mate. A real privilege to be able to witness the full on community spirit, the warmth of a tiny rural community, with a high Maori population. This was the marae where the tangi was held. Stunning and beautiful, with a feeling which is hard to describe in words. RIP Louis.