It was a short-lived break.
I got out and went to Pauatahanui and then over to Titahi Bay and then back home. By the time I got back home I was done. So things are not yet as they should be.
Mana Island sits off shore just out from the entrance to Porirua Harbour. It’s not till you get a closer look that you realise it is more rugged than first impression, and that yacht is working quite hard to clear the rocks on the point.
From high on Whitireia Park, the skylarks sing. They seem to enjoy open areas of long grass and Whitireia Park fits that bill nicely. They are very hard to catch in the air, but I was pleased to see one peering at me from the grass.
Back down beside the harbour in Porirua, I noticed a squadron of Pied Stilts. The trio looked like a guard escorting a prisoner charged with being improperly dressed on parade.
They were part of a larger group, and there was still a semblance of formation to their positions on the beach.
That’s the first day outside.