University graduation ceremonies are becoming less relevant to me than they once were.
I attended this one because a PhD was being awarded to someone for whom I was the primary supervisor for two years. In addition there were a number of people getting Master’s degrees whom I had admitted to the programme when I was its director and whom I had taught and encouraged.
And in a particularly poignant case, a posthumous master’s degree was awarded to the late Noel Derry. Noel was not a young man, but the heart attack that carried him off six months ago was totally unexpected. As well as being an excellent student he was a wonderful human being. Several of us had persuaded him to enrol in a doctoral programme and he had indicated his intention to do so, but died suddenly. It was a bitter-sweet pleasure to see his wife Patsy receive his diploma on his behalf yesterday. Overall, it was a mixture of pride and sadness.
My (former) school hosted the graduands at morning tea which I attended. I had lunch with a former colleague. The graduation ceremony was to be at six so I snoozed for a while in my car. Then I went looking for images. In a city as hilly as Wellington, the high places are always a temptation for me, so I went up to Northland (the suburb) an looked down on the city.
To the South, the sea was blue, and a scattering of clouds added interest to the sky. A steady Northerly breeze kept the toetoe flowers in motion.
On this particular park and lookout there were copious quantities of flax and at this time of year, that means tuis are everywhere. So I had to include at least one.
However, a shot by my good friend Adam during the week, drew attention to the somewhat chaotic juxtaposition of textures and colours in the architecture of the city. It occurred to me that the high vantage point and a long lens offered a different perspective on the same phenomenon
There are many view windows down on to the city and now two have the same look and feel.
As I was packing up to attend the ceremonies, a helicopter swooped in over Oriental Bay lining up to land on Queen’s Wharf. It was positioned nicely over the artificial beach.
That’s all for today.