Christine Rose
- Indexed articles, last 90 days
- 4
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- Sep 28, 2026
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- Jul 7, 2026
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Environment - A day and night on the estuary - Local Matters (opens the original)
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There’s a saying that roughly says you should walk for an hour every day. Unless you’re really busy or stressed, in which case you should walk for an hour-and-a-half. It’s a saying that can equally apply to camping. Camping is mandatory for my mental, physical and general good health, especially in times of duress, and when bad weather would otherwise confine us indoors. There’s another saying, from the French philosopher Camus, that says, “In the midst of winter, I found in me, an invincible su
Environment - An election bottom line - Local Matters (opens the original)
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Bottom trawling destroys everything on the sea floor and in the water column in the path above it. It’s indiscriminate. Its heavy weighted nets destroy whole ecosystems, and release stored carbon, contributing to climate change. The fishing industry and some political parties say that’s OK. They argue that bottom trawling covers just a small area of New Zealand’s Exclusive Economic Zone (EEZ). About 68 per cent of fish by volume, caught in New Zealand’s waters, are captured via bottom trawling.
Environment - Spoonbill numbers on the rise - Local Matters (opens the original)
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Among the wondrous and quirky creatures of planet Earth and of New Zealand in particular, there’s a conspicuous Dr Suess-like animal that is increasing in number and visibility. The first royal spoonbill in Aotearoa-New Zealand was recorded in 1861, at Castlepoint. It wasn’t until 1949 that they were recorded breeding, next to the white heron colony, at Okarito, in south Westland. Birds of a feather flock together, and look alike, and royal spoonbill, kōtuku-ngutupapa, translates as ‘white heron
Environment - Herding cats - Local Matters (opens the original)
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Our two chooks first raised the alarm that there was a predatory invader. Their squawking had us running. Shy, the (golden) brown shaver, is about 12 years old and walks with a lumbering limp. Any threat is a serious one. We saw a slender, grey cat speeding away from the garden. We worried for our chooks, for summer’s fantail whanau, and our free-range, house-and-deck bunnies. We put the word out on local networks asking if anyone had a grey cat that wandered, and could they keep her home. For h
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