
Feedback from those wanting to buy my novel ‘Craggan Dhu, Time Will Tell’ from Amazon as a paperback – apparently repercussions of Covid 19 has meant that the cost of delivery / postage from Amazon is horrendous! Over $70.00. Outrageous.
Better to download it as an E-reader (Kindle app.)
Or – I will have paperbacks available for sale mid-June for $15. Email me and I will take note of your name and get a copy to you as soon as they arrive. My email (without spaces) kmckcooke @ gmail . com

Meanwhile …

A western sky’s sunset reflected in the east. Days are getting shorter and darkness falling earlier as we zip through autumn and get ready for winter.


The poem below is another poem about purple roses. One I had spare. *Disclaimer – It is not the one in the book.
cold in the sun
Walking home in the rain
I thought of the purple roses
I saw this summer
I thought of the purple roses
full in the sun.
How cold they looked.
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On Sunday we travelled out of our province for the first time since March. with our country now in Level 3 of the pandemic restrictions; district borders have been opened. So to speak. We had family reasons for ‘crossing the border’ – visiting Robert’s elderly mother in Gore – so it wasn’t just for a change of scenery that we skipped boundary lines – although the scenery change was welcome.

The day was perfectly calm. As we had time to kill between permitted / allocated visiting hours, we went on a bit of a rural jaunt to Riversdale and back. (Apologies here to my brother for not calling in … next time bro!)

In Riversdale we bought pies and stopped to eat them at a picnic spot by an ox bow lake – at least I believe that’s what it is, if I remember Mr Thyme’s GHS geography lessons correctly.

And from there, a short drive to a coffee at the Mandeville aerodrome cafe, where we sat an outside table and watched a small, yellow bi- plane land and eavesdropped on Gore residents at nearby tables discussing their lock down experiences, and who’d had a baby since they last saw them …


More of Gore’s purple … purple (p)rose?

Beyond the pale (pink ).


Today Mary and I had a Zoom meeting to put final, final touches (you know how it is – commas!) to the proofs for my poetry book. She said it’s looking so very good – a splash of colour. I needed that today on what was otherwise a day of tiresome grey and snags with getting my novel out there – ‘Craggie’ is my nickname for the book and quite possibly, a little too apt. But I shall persist. I just need a bit of grace.
In fact, I may dub this awkward time my novel’s grace period. Everyone is allowed at least one of those aren’t they?
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Feedback from those wanting to buy my novel ‘Craggan Dhu, Time Will Tell’ from Amazon as a paperback – apparently repercussions of Covid 19 has meant that the cost of delivery / postage from Amazon is horrendous! Over $70.00. Outrageous.
Better to download it as an E-reader (Kindle app.)
Alternatively, I will have paperbacks available for sale mid-June for $15. Email me and I will get a copy to you as soon as they arrive. My email (without spaces) kmckcooke @ gmail . com
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Love the poppy bales, what a nice surprise!
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Your cafes are open … so it’s true, NZ really is paradise on Earth! Evocative photos. I particularly like the image of the old pick-up truck, left over from an age when everyone believed things could only better, unable to imagine the horror of Covid-19.
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