tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719156.post116488035412239250..comments2007-02-15T17:33:37.812+13:00Comments on These days in New Zealand: from tracks of mudBenjinoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719156.post-1165521319844415982006-12-08T08:55:00.000+13:002006-12-08T08:55:00.000+13:00" This is the forest primeval....but where are the..." This is the forest primeval....but where are the hearts that beneath it leapedlike the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman? Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands . Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven? Waste are those pleasant farms, and the farmers forever departed? Scattered like the dust and leaves, when the mighty blasts of October seize them and whirl them aloft and sprinkle them far o'er the ocean....." " Evangeline" DADAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719156.post-1165425528066870882006-12-07T06:18:00.000+13:002006-12-07T06:18:00.000+13:00beautiful and creepy. what a great place to film. ...beautiful and creepy. what a great place to film. See Mel Gibson muckin around there?<BR/><BR/>Talk to you in a little while,<BR/><BR/>RichardAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5719156.post-1165134406031773492006-12-03T21:26:00.000+13:002006-12-03T21:26:00.000+13:00Hey, you know I have been to that hut last year. I...Hey, you know I have been to that hut last year. I was lucky that there was no mouse around that time, so when you first told me about it, I didn't quite relate to this hut. I even have photos about the hut on my msn space. (hmmm, I think I do...)Hannahnoreply@blogger.com