Having got the big lens back I could get into a rut.
As the old cliché has it, “if you have a hammer, everything looks like a nail.” Or, if you have a long lens, all your images have foreshortened perspective. Sorry. I’ll get over it. My first shot was of the derelict wharf at Shelly Bay. I liked the contrast of the grey green water and the bright orange lichen on the rotting wooden decking. The little black shag atop the pile adds to the image.
I mentioned a day or so ago that the port was more than usually crowded, and that Aotea Quay would get even more so with the arrival of the Celebrity Solstice. There she is, all 121, 878 Gross Tonnes of her, dwarfing her neighbours. It’s a reasonable image of the ship berthed at Aotea Quay from 3.5 km away at Point Halswell.
On a much smaller scale is this dinghy at the Hikoikoi reserve, in the Hutt Estuary. I have always liked the curves of clinker-built boats. Sadly, this isn’t one, but a mere moulded replica of one (look at the thin-ness of the shell along the gunwales. Still it’s a handsome shape, a very traditional form.
Lastly for the day, a bird. You didn’t think I had forgotten, did you? I regret the slightly unnatural perch, and hope that there is nothing toxic in it. The black shag (Phalacrocorax carbo) is the largest of the shags in New Zealand. Its green eyes are wonderful.
* “The hammer song” by Pete Seeger and Lee Hays (1949)