Sunshine is with us, briefly.
Bright sun is nice, though I could do without the bite of the wind. I began yesterday by experimenting further with Mary’s lovely Mothers’ Day flowers. They have such short lives that it seems a shame not to catch them at their best. These are in natural light on the dining table with a dark background.
In the afternoon, I went to the city and walked some of the waterfront. The tugs Tapuhi and Tiaki were busy preparing to pull the container ship Jens Maersk away from the wharf for her voyage down the coast to Timaru. Meanwhile, the Australian owned Liberian flagged ANL Echuca was creeping up the harbour, ready to take the larger ships place under the container cranes. The red-painted pilot vessel Tarakena was nearby, ready to accompany the Jens Maersk out to the harbour mouth. There were few yachts on the harbour, but the one in front was managing a brisk passage to the marina.
Across the Star Boating lagoon, patrons at cafes and bars were making the most of the sunshine, lounging on bean bags and sipping their wine or coffee. It was a bit chilly for my preferences, but the last pretense of summer will be gone soon enough. The forecast or the week ahead is dismal.
In the background, the monastery and the densely populated slopes of Mt Victoria gleamed and showed why they are so often used as iconic representations of our city.
See you tomorrow.