Christmas is almost over here.
It’s 11 pm and I haven’t written the blog for yesterday’s images. As I am sure you will understand, Christmas is a family day and there has been little time for other things.
My photographic day began at Hikoikoi reserve with a rather comical confrontation between two different types of shag. The pied shag with its wings spread appears to be telling the little black shag that he is a vampire shag and should be very afraid. Or perhaps not. The little black seemed unimpressed.
The little black shag in the next image was making frequent dives but I never caught it with any fish.
Looking around, I saw the ferry Arahura disappearing into a bank of soft drizzle out to the South.
I had to scramble a bit since we were going as a family to the Christmas vigil Mass … the service at which the children re-enact the Christmas story in a pageant, and at which there is a carol service. Coming back to get changed for this I risked being late to grab some shots of a pair of Royal spoonbills grazing among a flock of black swans.
My last shot of the day is of the black swans alone. Collectively they seem to make an efficient job of harvesting the lurid green weed.
The day is over. I mean no disrespect to those of other faiths when I express the wishes appropriate to one of my faith, that the day is kind to you, and that the year ahead will be the best yet.
That’s it. I need my bed.