My days and nights have been filled with flowers, Eiffel-tower shaped pasta, soap that looks like slices of cake, bagels and blueberries and nights at the ballet. The coming of summer always feels like a big upward curve in nice things and events to look forward to. The sun is so rare in Wellington. When it comes, the entire town floods out, promenading along the waterfront, queuing for gelato, and jumping off the wharf into the ocean. OH! And let's not forget fireworks!