Summer

Here it's the season of ripe fruits and raucous flowers.

Coprosma flowers - so hardy! In the background is a young
passionfruit vine, climbing away happily in the heat.

Rich, red Hawera plums, netted against
the greedy birds.

Our first crop from the Luisa plum tree I planted
two years ago. They taste like a cross between
a nectarine and a plum. 

 Amidst all this ripeness, Anna and I dug for buried treasure. Thanks to Ian's spring time burying and mounding, we found big, fat agria potatoes in the powdery dirt.

She was thrilled and delighted. We ate them an hour later - boiled, with butter - and they were fresh and full and very new-potato-ish. Delicious.