Somewhere in the rules it must say that if you regain your health, you have to be kept busy.
Well, regardless of the busy day, it was a spectacularly beautiful one. Even as I was leaving home yesterday, I was scarcely a hundred metres down the road before I had to stop and try to capture the delicate beauty of the morning. This image is from the road just below our house, and as you can see, the view is straight through the heads towards the Antarctic ice.
By mid morning, I was out at Pauatahanui , and though I saw didn’t find the kingfishers I hoped for, I was coming Eastward around Grays Rd and reached the bridge over the Kakaho stream and realised there was something odd about the texture of the reeds. I was right … it was liberally strewn with white-faced herons. Apparently the collective noun for herons is a hedge. I had indeed found a “hedge of herons”.
Some stealth was required to get closer without putting them to flight, though that would have been spectacular. Of course, it is regarded as unethical by self-respecting birders. Anyway, I managed to get down low perched on the edge of the road with my feet almost in the swamp. I lined up on these four herons and pressed the shutter. It wasn’t until I was processing the images in the afternoon that I discovered I had been photobombed by a passing kingfisher with a crab in its beak. It isn’t sharp , but it is clearly identifiable in the top right corner.
In the evening, I was leaving home for camera club, when I saw the first golden glint of the supermoon making its appearance behind the Eastern Hills. A hasty u-turn and a grab for the long lens gave me this shot of moon coming up from behind the trees.
That’s all for now.