I expected to spend the next two days as a pedestrian.
Accordingly I walked down to my optometrist for a slightly overdue checkup. On the way, I enjoyed the morning light laying haze on the Eastern hills.
To the South, the view was slightly clearer and from Normandale Road, it looked like the beginning of a perfect day.
In the valley I was looking back up towards home, and this mural leapt out at me. I am not enthusiastic about any form of graffiti, buy I have to concede that there is some real talent here. Perhaps not high art, but real talent nonetheless.
While I was leaping through optical hoops, my phone rang. Of course, I ignored it until it was all over, but it seemed that my panel beater couldn’t repair the tailgate on the wagon, and had to send away for a new one. OK, so I had my car back for a few days. Well, it was high tide and a fine morning though the wind was increasing, so out to Pauatahanui. Apart from a few herons it seemed quiet there.
Skylarks are the birds I am most likely to encounter at Whitireia Park and sure enough, I had just parked when one came hopping towards my door.
That’s all for now.