Today is going to be hotter than hot. I head to College Ave mid morning, hoping to do some gardening before it's so hot I can fry an egg on the bonnet of the Suzuki. There's an RNZ interview about our shaky isles. Matthew Wright, who has written a new book detailing the science and story of our land, describes the Southern Alps as an absolute uplift and the geological formation of New Zealand as one of the fastest uplifts on the planet. Were it not for erosion the Alps would be a lot higher he says. And, we're living in a new sequence of quakes triggered by large shifts earlier this century in Fiordland which lies at the southern end of the Alpine Fault.
Wonder when the next one's coming. In the meantime I tidy up the garden with sweat dripping down my face and neck. I'm in the shade but give up around lunchtime. Above me, the sky's got a rosy hue. It's like being on a sci-fi movie set. Disconcerting cos it's so abnormal. Aliens could land any moment. Not to get carried away. It's a reminder of bush fires across the ditch. We'll see a wave of immigration when their continent becomes so hot the cockroaches turn their toes up. Seriously, I think one day in the not too distant future the migration pattern will reverse.
My capacity for rational thought reduces and, at home, I put the oven on and bake a banana cake. Time for a swim but I'm hot as soon as I dry off.
Evening and I check in with PPTA executive. It's my first Zoom call and I download the app at the last minute. As a result, I can see them but there's no sound. Lucky I'm with my other Canterbury exec mate and I listen in on her call. We sit outside and eat from her garden. The setting sun is glows red and I head home under a blood red half moon.
Joel 2:31, "The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the Lord." It's the end of the world.....epicentre the Antipodes.
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