My car has been in dock.
My assertion is that I was rammed in the rear by a speeding fence-post. Anyway, though I had a couple of generous offers of help, I was temporarily a pedestrian. This has two results. First, I carry less equipment, and second, I tend to see more at the close-up level. Sometimes the things I see when I am on foot are ordinary, but they are not as I see them from the car. This simple Ponga tree, for example, has a presence as a foreground to the valley below.
Walking back from having coffee with a similarly immobilised friend, I passed the War Memorial Library on Queens Drive, Lower Hutt. In the library grounds are three or four of my favourite trees, the golden elm. They reach a climax in mid to late spring when the new season’s leaves seem to transition from flowers to leaves, and their pale green-gold colour defies description. This one is on its way.
There are contrasts, and as I trudged up Normandale Rd and over the bridge, an ironing board, minus its covers, stood incongruously in a car park and demanded attention.
Carrying a camera allows me to disguise my pauses for breath as if they were scientific or artistic explorations of some startling new phenomena. I have no idea what this particular tree is, but the contrast between it and the dark background allowed me to make a picture.
Much of the hillside is covered in yellow. It is the season for kowhai, gorse and broom. All three of them apply a heavy coat of yellow to the hills around the city. The Gorse is a pain if you get too close, but the broom is bright, and is everywhere.
My last shot for the day, as I was plodding steadily up the hill, was a look over the rail and the bush down to the central shopping area of Lower Hutt. It has changed little in recent years, but has been home for us since 1980.
That’s all for now.
*”two-foot zoom” … photographer’s slang for using your feet to get closer