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Along the Clutha River

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Written by Titirangi Storyteller

24/06/2013 at 11:27 pm

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Tagged with Clutha River, decay, nature, New Zealand, Photography, Postaday 2013, rural decay, rust, South Island, Veronica McLaughlin Photography

Exposure

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Overexposure

Written by Titirangi Storyteller

25/05/2012 at 10:12 pm

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Tagged with Clutha River, frost, icy, landscape, New Zealand, overexposure, Photography, Wanaka, winter

Get lost

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Get lost

found ourselves wandering down to the misty banks of the Clutha River this morning…

Written by Titirangi Storyteller

21/05/2012 at 10:15 pm

Posted in Writing

Tagged with clutha, Clutha River, fog, mist, New Zealand, Photography, poetry, Wanaka, woods

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Yeah, yeah, I keep promising to be better, but it just doesn't happen... I seem to have been so busy with my ever expanding business, which is primarily managing other people's social media, I've truly neglected my own. And it's just easier to post on Facebook, though strangely, it's not as personal as posting here. I will endeavour to be better. And make the time to post here, cos I'm never going to just have the time. VMcP

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Miscellania

If I were an island, I should lay in wait until a kind bird came and sat upon me to keep me company. And if a shipwrecked sailor drifted upon my shore I would be in heaven.

Do you feel like an island? Or like a sailor? Maybe it depends on the day or the time of day or the island or the sailor. I'd rather be a bird. Would I rather sit on the island? Or on the sailor sitting on the island? And what of the water? Surely the water would want to have a say in all of this. The water would probably insist.

Appease the water, bird, island and sailor, dazzle it with trinkets and pretty words.

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