There have been a few more nails driven in and plans made to complete the hen house. But most importantly, there are new hens for it. Four wee girls have been purchased and housed temporarily in the old hen house while the new is being fashioned from recycled whatevers! They are still young and chirpy rather than older and clucky. rather cute really, but alas, no eggs until mid-year.
Sieger Koder is a German priest who has painted some startling folky paintings on various aspects of the ministery of Jesus. One of the features of his work is the child-like simplicty of the depicted characters and the way in some of his works that Jesus is depicted by reflection rather than actual full presence. This technique has both a hint of resurrection and a respect for the Old Testament notion of not being able to name or see the Lord.
One of these images will become a feature of the easter sermons I will preach next week, but as a hint of where I might be heading, here is an image of Koders on the theme of Jesus ‘eating with tax collectors and sinners’.
I have been in a little bit of contact with someone at St Paul’s because of some of the images I have posted on this page and my flickr site: http://www.flickr.com/photos/53135686@N02/
The St Paul’s website is worth a read – their history in particular – a story of adapting to change but also one of being nurtured across the globe. Their webpage is simple and inviting… http://www.stpauls.org.nz/
I spent a few days in Auckland last week and was fascinated again by the dominance of the Sky Tower – and its beauty. Around the city centre it kept popping up on the landscape – but especially in the reflections off buildings that I increasingly began to look for.
Here I have captured a reflection that kind of has an element of apocalyptic judgement on it… it is an iconic and quite wonderful building, but it also houses a gambling house – a place of broken dreams, addictions, and this last week, some dodgy politics over the number of pokie machines!
The following impressionistic image is a lot less damning…
Apart from the other big projects in my life (earthquake stuff, strategic plan, wine-making, shed to build, glasshouse to build, Easter coming and so on…) the premature deaths of the hens and the subsequent purchase of four replacements (being picked up tomorrow), has necessitated the rise of a new hen house – bigger, faster, stronger… and made from as many recycled materials as possible (but not expensive and not trashy!).
Today I began – an old window once intended for the glasshouse has made it to the site (thanks Ken, Michael & Mitch) and I am building the rest around it. The idea of glass is that that part of the hen house lies to the south on the property, thus no sun and plenty of cold draft. But not anymore!
I was very fortunate to attend church this morning with friends at St Paul’s Anglican Church in Central Auckland. This rejuvenated congregation offered a warm, casual community for worship with a thoughtful but also heart-felt message and a quite brilliant selection of songs at the end that were worshipful, well-played and low-key – no one grandstanding, and no one trying to conjure anything.
It was the highlight of a busy and interesting week in Auckland.
Today a big dog jumped out of the adjacent stream over a fence and systematically slaughtered our three chooks!
The dog owner was upset and apologetic. I tried to explain that a dog with hunting tendencies off the lead could do the same thing to a child and maybe the off-lead in the park is too risky.
Meanwhile three carcases had to be buried, we have no eggs, and the cost of three more hens will be over $120 by the time we travel to the supplier. We are sad and shocked!
My lovely wife has joined me in the 50 category… we get 2 months with the same number.