Oh dear, oh dear, it was a difficult day. Very few pictures were taken, despite two trips out for just that purpose.
Perhaps I can call on the weather as an excuse, but that would be silly. The day was grey and flat, but I have achieved some good images in worse conditions. Whatever the reason, I am not pleased with today’s images.
The ponds near the bird hide on Gray’s Rd were still and reflecting well, though the light was a bit drab, and a pied stilt provided a focal point. Around the point at Motukaraka, facing to the West were a pair of Royal Spoonbills and a white-faced heron. What really caught my eye, though, was the stark pattern of the ripples on the water.
My last shot for the day is looking back across the exposed mudflats where the kingfishers hunt. There is even a kingfisher in the shot, but the focus of the image was the mud. I was intrigued to learn recently that there are as many as 450 crabs per square metre in such mudflats. No wonder so many birds come here for dinner.
And that’s it. Bad weather on the way.