Nice little dock, no boat in sight. Nice reflection. Got a little closer, like how I can see the stuff growing from the bottom Thought I’d walk out to the edge. Got grabbed by these willow branches… kinda spooky…
Holidaying down in Wanaka this week. The best week of the year… It’s been most gloomy and rainy… and the weather service is promising snow tomorrow! Could I be more happy? This tree is 5-6 metres out in the lake. I photograph it every year – this might be the ultimate shot. What do youContinue reading “Wanaka’s Famous Tree”
If I was a baboon, this is where I would want to live. Hmmm… I’m pretty sure I’m not a baboon (though there are those who might disagree, I’m sure) but I think I would still like to live here.
Remember when we used to run and jump in puddles instead of carefully walking around them… fortunately, the raindrops have never grown up and got so dull…
Melbourne is a city full of reflections – everywhere I turned it seemed there was another version of everything. Here is a pair of pied cormorants enjoying the sunny day. The sky really was this mad shade of blue.
The more I look at these photos, the more I think Oakley Creek might be one of Auckland’s secret wonders… it manages to ramble through a lot of suburbia, yet I spotted only a couple of houses through the bush. It’s the perfect foil for a cerulean sky – the sort we get as aContinue reading “Oakley Creek Reflection 2 & 3”
Yes – I’ve discovered a black hole just down the way at Muriwai Beach… Yeah, I’ve got to get back there soon and get a hell of a lot closer – see what’s really going on. Hard to get a sense of perspective, but that hole is at least a couple of metres across andContinue reading “Black Hole”
There are those times when you can’t tell the bottom from the top, or east from west, or day from night. And when those times arrive – well, now you know you’re all ducked up. Might as well make the best of it. And then brush yourself off and carry on. (But not like nothing’sContinue reading “All Ducked Up”
When I was a kid, I loved to go skinny dipping. Everything about it was tingly and exciting and made me feel so very alive and somehow naughty, though I couldn’t explain why… I had my places… I’d follow the creek, ours or someone else’s – sooner or later there’d always be a pool. AndContinue reading “Limpid Pools”
Winter has taken on a dreamy surrealistic feel about now. We’ve never had more rain than we’ve had in the last few months. The endless pounding of rain on the roof; the bending, arching trees; the Y-light nothing colour that you can almost see through to a world that seems almost there. We did haveContinue reading “Misty River morning”