I don’t want to be weather-centred.
Nevertheless, it has such an impact on what I do as a photographer that it is difficult to avoid. We seem to be in the midst of a three or four-day patch of hail, snow and bitter Southerlies. Yesterday was really bleak, but I had been invited to lunch by a former colleague who, like me is no longer at the university. On my way to Karori, I saw the ferry Aratere loitering on the Eastern side of the harbour near Eastbourne. I imagine it was clearing the berth for one of its sister ships. Some snow on the Eastern hills made the scene worthy of a pause.
I arrived a little early, as is my custom, so explored the nearby streets and found myself in the car park of the Johnston Hill Scenic reserve. As far as my map reading skills tell me, the view is towards the Western slopes of Wadestown with Te Ahumairangi Hill and then the top of the Miramar peninsula before the Eastern hills raise their frosty peaks in the rear.
On the way home afterwards, the waves crashing towards Petone seemed worthy of a moment.
In the midst of all this darkness, someone in the house received the first daffodils of the season. I imagine these were grown in a hothouse, or perhaps even in a foreign country. No matter, nothing promises the emergence of spring like the golden splendour of the daffodil.
That’s it for now.