Looking at the images I present this week, I wonder whether my mother was right. When exasperated with me over some stupidity or other. she would call me a scatterbrain. Certainly there seems to be little coherence among the images I collected in the week just ending. On the other hand, I tend to take each day as it comes, and each photographic opportunity as it presents itself.
While eating breakfast, I glanced out of the window and saw that the sky was on fire. I dropped my spoon and galloped to my study to grab the camera, knowing that these conditions would not last. If I had dared, I should have grabbed the tripod and made a more deliberate study. This is hand-held at 1/50 second, f8.0 ISO 400. I love the luminance of those upper clouds. And true to form, the day turned to greyness and drizzle. Carpe diem!
At Island Bay, on Wellington’s South Coast, there was a mean Southerly wind with some fairly heavy swells coming in. The ferry Aratere demonstrates how tough it was by her nose-down attitude as she powers past the coastal tanker Matuku.
When the weather outside is unhelpful, I sometimes resort to still life. In this case, a bouquet of flowers gifted to Mary in recognition of her volunteer work.
A place that is often fruitful for pictures of birds is Queen Elizabeth Park at McKay’s Crossing just North of Paekakariki. The wetlands area memorialize the presence there of the US Marines during World War II. On this occasion there was little to see, but this male paradise shelduck added some contrast to the green water.
In the adjacent pond, a family of dabchicks was cruising by. Mother and father were taking the lead and rear positions while the two juveniles stayed close together in the middle. It was interesting to see the characteristic stripes on their heads which disappear with maturity.
A few days later, on our way to Waikanae, I noticed a great cloud of steam and coal smoke as we approached the railway engine sheds at Paekakariki. Obviously, one of the big engines of Steam Inc was being fired up so we paused for me to grab a shot. By the time we got to the locomotive, the emissions had calmed down to a mere heat-haze above its smoke-stack. I was intrigued that they had hauled it just far enough out of the shed to allow the exhaust smoke to be outside. I would imagine that a considerable amount blew back inside to the discomfort of the people working on various restorations in there.
Stillness outside always suggests that I should get to some water while it lasts. Yesterday. the Pauatahanui was near perfectly still for most of the morning. I was disappointed at the apparent lack of bird life in the ponds at the preservation area, but got lucky on the Western end of the inlet where there were about ten white-faced herons browsing in the shallow water. This one flew in to join the feeding, and yes that is looking down on the bird with the water below.
The annual cruise ship season must be nearing its end in Wellington. These two delivered 3,800 passenger between them to all the eager cash-registers in the city. At least it was a pleasant day for it.
And so ends another week. Who knows what randomness the week ahead may bring.