Yesterday was the day of wedding.
It dawned fine and clear, and the bottlebrush tree outside the motel window was almost electric in its colouration. Bees were humming around, and all was well with the world.
We weren’t needed for the wedding until 4 pm, so with Mary and her brother Vincent, I drove westward though Taradale, Puketapu, Rissington, Patoka and out to Puketitiri and the Mohaka river at the foot of the Kaweka Ranges. The landscapes were a delight all the way, but I had made a major blunder and left the chargers for my camera batteries at home. One of my spare sets of batteries was flat. I had to conserve shots for the wedding reception, so took far fewer images than I would normally consider.
Another panorama was made soon after we passed through Patoka. I love the way the character of the landscape changes so swiftly as you move about our country. From the openness of the Heretaunga plains to the folded landscape of the Kawekas it’s all a wonderful spectacle.
The wedding was a delight, but that’s a family matter.