The small town of Waipu seems to sigh as I drive down Main Street towards the ocean. Shadows lie inky; the sun is high. There is hardly anyone around.
The ocean is blue, the Hen and Chick Islands along the horizon squat in contentment.
The small town of Waipu seems to sigh as I drive down Main Street towards the ocean. Shadows lie inky; the sun is high. There is hardly anyone around.