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Today marks the first anniversary of the February 22 earthquake, technically smaller than the 4 September one, but so much more destructive, being centred almost directly under the city. 185 people dead, countless injured, and most of the central city destroyed. One year on, it feels like only yesterday yet also feels like we’ve been…

A week of firsts

Well, not really, but I couldn’t think of a more interesting title. It was the first meetup of the year, though. My threats to stop organising obviously worked, because we had a good turnout for a change: Rarsberry, Otakuu, Kiwiviv, and Bruce, Stephanie and Linda (one day I’ll remember their bookcrossing names!). The venue was…

9 Years

I realised this morning that it’s my BC Birthday – 9 years exactly since I joined Bookcrossing! So I quickly filled a bag with books, and between walking to work, a quick trip to Riccarton in my lunchbreak, and walking home, I managed to release 20 books in honour of the day. I couldn’t theme…

Kitten Update

MrPloppy somehow managed to fix my camera, so now I’m not so annoyed at the kittens for peeing on our bed (and then waiting until we’d spent all day washing the bedclothes before repeating the performance). But more importantly, it means a new batch of kitten photos! (yeah, tell me when you’re getting bored with…

And the winners are

I’d like to formally introduce you to: Parsnips and Pushkin Not quite the original names we’d planned on, but these ones somehow fit better (though don’t ask me to explain exactly why!). A few more photos, just because: I would have lots more, but not long after that one of the kittens managed to pull…

Introducing….

Actually, we haven’t quite settled on their names yet, so I can’t introduce you, but I can show you photos of the two little additions to our family: They’re both girls (or ex-girls, having had their bits removed a few days ago). They’re not littermates, but are young enough that hopefully they’ll bond with each…

Cat Stones

In a dusty corner of our porch are three large stones, one for each cat buried in our backyard. Our section sits right on top of one of the gravel banks that criss-cross the Canterbury plains, left over from the Waimakariri’s meanderings, and the reason our suburb got off so lightly in the earthquakes. It’s…