Now that was a day.
Unlike the dreariness of the previous day, yesterday was characterised by stillness. There was some thin sunshine, but for me the joy is in stillness. When the water on the inlet is perfectly still, when the sky is perfectly reflected in the water, that is my idea of photographic heaven.
I went looking for kingfishers as I often do in circumstances like this, so of course, they went somewhere else. Never mind, the water was so perfect that I was in my happy place.
From Motukaraka I went back towards Ration Point where I watched as a trio of pied-stilts engaged in some sort of courtship combat ritual.
A pair of black swans glided by with no visible sign of any effort expended.
A royal spoonbill and a pair of pied stilts took off in panic as a jogger came loping up the walkway. I kept strolling quietly towards the point.
Wait a minute! Some of those rocks are moving! To my huge delight, I had come across a flock, perhaps fifty birds, of banded dotterels. These delightful little birds can sit very still and pretend to be rocks. In fact I suspect their defense strategy is to freeze and hope to remain unseen.
A few brave individuals explored the edges of the water. They move so delicately that it seems as if they walk on the water.
I want more days like this.