When I am at home, there are recurring locations for my photography.
Almost at the top of my list is Pauatahanui Inlet. To my eye, whether or not there are birds there, it is a place of extraordinary beauty, both in the broad sweep and the fine details. I was walking one of the tracks to the hide when one of the small details leapt out at me. I am not totally sure of the plant but it is one of several that delivers its seeds through airborne parachutes. It was there as one of a kind with no others in sight.
As I got close to the hide I was suddenly accosted by an adult pied-stilt circling close over head and squawking at me. It was clearly on a diversionary mission.
It was obviously guarding something and it was apparent that it was this solitary chick. Given that there were two broods with a total six chicks last week, I am apprehensive about what has become of the others. Today a friend mentioned seeing one of the stilts driving away a hawk, and I fear that may account for their absence.
Next I went to Whitireia Park where there were few birds of interest, but this little yellowhammer appeared and was dining on a fairly large insect.
Later in the day I was at Moera and found myself diverted down a back-street because of road works. The street crossed a small stream and there was a family of Mallard ducklings. Who can resist a fluffy duckling? Local slang used to use the phrase “box of fluffy ducks” as a code for a state of happiness or well-being.
Enough for now.