I’ve often wondered what stories could be told by the remnants of these mighty forest trees, brought down at last by age and storm…
an old giant rests
on the sand
(In Maori mythology Tanè is the god of forests and birds)
Raining here today – all day. Doesn’t look good for our Featherston trip tomorrow. So I thought I’d just enjoy some of my photos from a fine evening at the beach. These two were so busy checking their camera that they were taken by surprise when a wave rushed around the driftwood log – causing an outbreak of squeals and giggles…
life is full
of unexpected pleasures
Summer is finally living up to its promise, and so many small things to bring joy to our morning walks. Cacti flowers reaching to the wisps of cotton-wool clouds, driftwood admiring its own reflection in the river, and the brightness of sunlight through the leaves of a tree.
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