I feel like a one man flash mob.
With no coherent design or purpose, I was popping up here there and everywhere. First, it was at home where Mary was making a batch of shortbread for a function at her place of work. Double torture! I smelled the aroma of baking but knew it was not for me. Ah well, at least I got a picture of them.
As I went out of the door to look for an image, a tui flew into the flax bush near the door and ignoring presence, began probing the flax flowers for their nectar. It seems that the craving for nectar overcomes their normal caution.
When Mary came home from her work with the local school, she brought with her a very large moth which I believe to be the
porina moth (Wiseana cervinata). female puriri moth (Aenetus virescens). Like most moths it has a very short life-span, and the tattered state of its wings suggested it was near the end of its time.
In the evening, it was the final camera club night of the year with prizes awarded and a shared supper, all very congenial. Since we are nearing the solstice, the light lingers, so after the club rooms were locked and dark, I went down to the harbour at Seaview where I watched the little fishing boat, J.Vee returning up the glittering pathway of the Hutt River estuary to its mooring.
A little further along Port Road, there was a nice view towards the city with the dark silhouette of Matiu/Somes Island outlined against the lights of Wellington.
That will be enough for now.