A) Oversized plastic fruit, slightly faded by years enduring a merciless Central Otago sun.
B) Our film's hero.
However, there are stange goings-on in Cromwell. There is something in the air. Something that makes hedgehogs want to fly. Or commit suicide. In any case, indulge in scaling of 4-metre high orchard bird netting.
Never fear, animal lovers! Our knight in shining armour saved it. The hedgehog-lover in me wrestled with that other half (the New Zealand ecologist) and - rather surprisingly - won. I am secretly rather pleased to think of it still snuffling around the orchards up there. But shhh! Don't tell anyone!
4 comments:
Thanks for saving the little guy jint!he is quite a large hedgehog!also when did you take the pic of the fruit cos up until 2 weeks ago the colours were all "ripe"...cromwell is an ace town!almost as good as milton and clyde! Did you get any oce creams from the dairy just as you enter the town?YUM!....sarah
Hey missy -
Haha yeah well I think they go through phases. You could be right, they may well be shiny shiny right now but I assure you, in a years time they'll need another lick of paint...!
And as to the hedgehog's size...weeellll, it wasn't really THAT big, but you can be impressed if you want to be, tehe.
FANTASTIC photos! Who ever gets to write about flying hedgehogs is lucky for life.
Haha yeah I'm hoping for flying pigs next. Now that would be film worthy, huh?!
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