Randomness rules regularly.
Beginning at Pauatahanui, my first image was a white-faced heron which I was attempting to sneak up on. It saw me and took to the air, so this was the best I could do.
As I was crossing the bridge from the site of the first shot, I was aware of a large and somewhat sinister looking truck. From its markings I presume it to belong to the New Zealand Army and from the heavy equipment, I presume it to be a recovery vehicle capable of dealing with armoured fighting vehicles. It has a very purposeful look to it, but those big knobbly tyres have a distinctive howl as the truck passes.
From there I drove to the Okowai lagoon near Porirua in the wishful belief that perhaps the white heron might have chosen that time to visit after a long absence. No such luck, but a cluster of ducklings hints at a change of seasons, so perhaps the heron may return sooner or later.
Enough for now.