Indifference is destructive. Occasionally, I need to kick myself in the butt to re-activate my creative enthusiasm. All too often recently, unkind weather has quashed the urge to venture out in search of photographs. No remorse was felt. I do not need this to become a burden rather than a pleasure.
People who freely give their time to coach youngsters in their chosen sport or hobby deserve the utmost admiration. Here on Evans Bay, the local yacht club is working with a group of juniors helping them to learn the basics of controlling their yachts.
For some reason, I see snails less frequently than I used to. Perhaps it’s that I no longer have any vegetable crops for them to attack.
Not sure who this little guy is, but I loved the translucence of its legs.
We came to Normandale from Auckland in 1980. We were astonished that there were no ants. This year, we have started to see small signs of ants in the garden. Not the common black ant, but rather these glossy brown guys. Still trying to identify their species.
Wisteria in Riddiford gardens behind the Hutt City offices
Rangiora is a tree as well as a South Island town. It flowers in profusion.
Wellington Hospital as seen from the ridge to the West. The new children’s hospital is the green building at the left. “Benefactors Mark Dunajtschik and Dorothy Spotswood contributed $53 million to the new facility. The Government contributed another $53 million and a further $10 million was raised by the Wellington Hospitals Foundation” (One News)
Way back in time, this was the National Art Gallery and Dominion Museum. It was replaced in these roles when Te Papa Tongarewa (Te Papa) opened in 1998. It is currently leased to Massey University as part of its Wellington Campus.
In front of the old Dominion Museum building is the National War Memorial (currently closed until its seismic weaknesses are resolved). In from of that is this rather nice sculpture by Paul Walshe of Private Richard Henderson of the New Zealand Medical Corps who, along with the Englishman John Simpson Kilpatrick serving in the Australian Army Medical Corps, won fame for their courageous rescues of many wounded soldiers at Gallipoli.
The tomb of New Zealand’s unknown warrior. It is a place of honour and respect, though it is not accorded the same quasi-religious reverence accorded to the Tomb of the Unknowns at Arlington
Part of the Pukeahu NationalWar Memorial Park is some classical statuary. This pool and the lion fountain caught my eye.
Among the newer statuary at Pukeahu is this gift from the British people to honour the joint sacrifices of the two nations over many years. It is about 5 metres tall and represents a merger of the British Oak and New Zealand’s pohutukawa. It was designed and installed by Weta Workshop for the British High Commission in 2017. It was unveiled by Secretary of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs, Boris Johnson. Its name is Whakaruruhau … as I understand it, this translates to protection, shield and shelter.
You probably already know that I rarely resist the temptation of a still morning at the Oriental Bay Marina. I am having to be more cautious these days. The concrete pad in front of the boat sheds is usually covered in slippery green algae and is a known hazard. My ability to lose my balance and do a full height face-plant is increasing with age, and I have managed it twice in the last month. The humiliation, physical injury and damage to cameras and glasses means I take less pleasure in such places than before. As they say, ageing is not for sissies.
In one of the gardens at the foot of Pt Jerningham, this spectacular two-metre tall flower spike caught my eye. With the aid of the excellent Pl@ntNet app, I was able to identify it as the Chilean Puya.
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