31 July 2016
“Home” means very different things to different people.
To four generations of my family, it’s meant an unwavering commitment to being guardians of the land, or kaitiaki in Maori. Since the turn of last century my family have shaped, nurtured and nourished this land; and defended it against the perils posed by increasing numbers of people.
After recently losing Dad, I am up visiting Mum and the rest of the family this weekend, and went for a walk with my camera. The images below are no special photographic endeavour, merely a small and inadequate sample of a multi-generational legacy.
This is my true home.