I have a new part-time job. I'm going up to Auckland every now and then to organise and document a private collection of rare art and artifacts - mostly from India, Tibet, Mongolia and Afghanistan.
As you can imagine, it's fascinating work, not least because the collector has so many stories to tell of his lifetime of travel and work in these countries.
My room is on the top floor and has a balcony overlooking an inner arm of the harbour.
As the sun went down :
|View from my balcony|
And as if this wasn't lovely enough, I sat on my bed and watched as the full moon rose directly in front of me.
And in the morning: