Like Peter Pan, I need to get my shadow sewn back on.
My days seem weirdly full, due in part to time spent minding the gallery during our photographic exhibition. By our standards the visitor numbers are good, but there are periods of inactivity so yesterday afternoon, I went outside when the gallery was deserted and tried to capture the bluebells in the gallery garden. I was just lining up when another group of visitors arrived.
In the evening I had a committee meeting, so drove to Trentham. Along River Road, past the Silverstream Bridge there was a view of a stack of lenticular cloud forming over the Mt Climie area.
When the meeting ended, I went briefly to Petone Beach where, to my surprise the carpark at the Eastern end of the beach was full of camper vans and mobile homes. I am not sure if they were a group or just a random bunch of freedom camper avoiding the fees in the established parks. Despite the mist and the wind, I set up for a night shot along the beach. The odd thought crossed my mind that this shot would have been utterly impossible in my old Pentax with a roll of Kodachrome.
I hope for better today though I have another gallery-minding session.