It was a wander and hope kind of day.
Sladden Park is on the Western bank of the Hutt River in Petone. It is just downstream of the Moera rail bridge. Prowling around that area, I heard a heavier than usual diesel sound from the railway. The train consisted of eight locomotives and one flat-bed wagon full of wagon wheels. I am guessing that the with the possible exception of the front locomotive, they were headed for the railway workshops just over the bridge. Unfortunately I had the long lens mounted, in the hope of catching birds, so I couldn’t zoom back far enough to catch the whole train.
On the riverbank, there was little bird life of real interest, so I settled for this feather drifting downstream.
Back at home, conscious of how little I had caught on my journey, I got the macro lens out and attempted to get close to some moss on one of Mary’s artfully disposed pieces of driftwood.
It is intriguing how different the character of the moss is when you get really close.
This edition is produced in haste and published in advance since I have a day in Christchurch on 25th with no computer access.