Today is my wedding anniversary. Four years ago we stood in the church behind my parents' house and promised to love each other, take care of each other and build a life together until one of us kicks the bucket. The traditional gift for the fourth anniversary is fruit and flowers. Probably one for the girls I should say. I bought the husband a Pohutukawa tree. As it grows it will produce festive looking, bright red, thistle like blooms which come to the fore in December and have earnt it the moniker New Zealand's Christmas Tree. I love the pride of the nation in this ancient looking adornment to many beaches and gardens here and feel excited about watching it grow in the garden of the house my husband lovingly built for his little family as we build our life together, loving and taking care of each other.