Happy birthday, #atwildwoman. Here are 24 things she's taught me.

Exactly one year ago I rode my awkward old Raleigh two-speed bike to the Wellington Library. Despite it almost being summer, the capital was cold and windy, and I ordered a flat white while staying bundled in my big down jacket and scarf.

I sat at a table in the library cafe and pulled out a drawing pad. I had no idea what I was doing — just playing around with pen and paper, like usual — and sketched the first-ever #atwildwoman...

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