Are we suspended above the abyss, or about to fly to greater heights? I guess we’ll find out soon enough.

Melodrama aside (and lets face it, in New Zealand we are lucky enough that such melodrama is not warranted), it was a lovely day for it.

We walked down to Bella’s school to cast our votes, afterwards the girls getting their “I’ve voted” stickers as we wandered out the door. There was a steady stream of people of all ages, and as seems to be the way on election day everyone was very chatty and pleasant: strangers conversing; children in the playground; and all around the sun and mild temperatures lending a carnival air.

And the tuis were out in force at the school where they squabbled in the kōwhai trees, while the occasional kererū swooped by.

And now we wait.