Unexpected sunshine caught me on the hop.
I began at Hikoikoi and found little to interest me, other than a flock of red-billed gulls performing their ablutions at the water’s edge. Nothing to see here. Move on.
I went up one of the many side roads into the Eastern Hills above York bay, and when I came to the end of the road, executed a fourteen-point turn and came down, pausing only to observe the strange mist among the overhanging trees. There was no sign of mist elsewhere, so I suspect someone had a fire going and the smoke was lingering in the bush.
Still waters offer reflections so I thought to give Seaview Marina a try. Conditions were pretty good, but I thought I had better do something other than the same old row of boats. Though I was unaware of it at the time, there had been a modest (4.2) earthquake in Christchurch that morning, and somewhat thoughtlessly I named this image “Aftershocks” since the rippled reflections reminded me of seismographic traces.
Still striving for the point of difference, something other than the documentary shot of the marina, I experimented with the zoom ring on my lens. Hmmmm … possibilities.
Something different tomorrow.