Hills and the art of resistance

By A History of Kindness - Kirstie McKinnon | Posted: Tuesday Jul 01, 2025

The temperature gauge in my car has dropped to three degrees. I’m driving in snow from Middlemarch to Ranfurly. Not a long drive, but tension mounts along my jaw like quick-drawn charcoal lines. My hands ache from gripping the wheel. The sky is crushed organza grey. At Hyde thin snow scatters in a frantic fan across the windscreen, over bowed tussock and rocky hills. The road is a wet-black bending line made darker by edging snow. It’s spilled-ink into rising mounds of white.

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