Back to earth.
It was a lacklustre day yesterday, and various things kept me busy until late afternoon. Eastbourne provided little inspiration for me, and by the time I reached Seaview on the way home,, I was getting desperate. The shapes in the tank farm had potential, though the boundary fence blocks many interesting possibilities. The late afternoon light saves this from total dullness, in my opinion.
Still worried, I went to Petone Wharf where I startled some locals by lying prone on the deck to get this low angle.
Small waves made patterns on the beach, and black-backed gulls dipping their toes in the edge of the waves. A few bolder members of the flock were floating in formation a little further out.
Their equanimity was disturbed soon after when a pair of dogs out for a walk with their owners chased sticks out into the harbour. Much squawking and flapping and a relocation a few hundred metres further out.
That’s it for another grey rainy day.