This Winter...

It's the dead of winter, and already I can feel the spring on it's way.

The city is sustaining remarkably well under it's sodden blanket. The wind shakes the hills dry after their morning shower, and with every fresh burst of chill the sun strives to even greater lengths to compensate for the cold.

As cliche as the topic is, weather and seasons are the forces which have the most understated impact on our lives. Our daily moods are swung between rain and shine, and - in the context of enduring the Canadian winter over Christmas - I am finding these rain soaked days somewhat shiney.

Despite the bad mood of mother nature, the sight of Karori is always lush and green in the morning. I am still woken by Tuis during the day and accompanied by Morporks during the night hours. The CBD is active, the familiar faces on the 6:10 bus happy and relatable, and the buildings of Lampton Quay smile a wry 'yeah, we think it's fucking cold too'. This strange little town has never so much character as it does while enduring this unpopular season.

With all the many moods of Wellington, it's good to see my home so content this winter.