At the summit of the small hill on the northern end of Kapiti Island, this stone arch juts westward into the Tasman Sea. Beautiful, yes, like so much of the land, but also personally significant to me. During my last year in Charleston--one of the most difficult times of my life--I googled "New Zealand", mainly because it was the farthest place in the world from where I was then. The first image was a stone arch stretching out into the sea. I put that image on my desktop, and used to imagine myself there on the darkest days. Coming over the ridge and looking down at this--actually being "there"--was (and is) a reminder of how far we have come since then.
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