I suppose it could still be a train.
On the other hand, progress is being made, and there is light in the tunnel, and today, for the first time in a week I feel almost human. Yesterday, I went in search of pictures. There was mist and cloud about, and everything was very “atmospheric”. From the Northern end of the marshalling yard for the Interislander Ferry, the clouds were lingering near Mt Victoria and Brooklyn,
On the South coast at Houghton Bay, the swirling mists painted nice washes of grey to separate distant hills from nearby Tapu Te Ranga Island at Island Bay.
By then I was starting to feel as if I had pushed things prematurely and I could feel the need for a second siesta, so I headed home again. As I parked the car, I saw a rainbow fragment lighting up the valley below.
Progress of a sort.
* Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene II