tried to paint this without the photo in front of me…
I am painting again…and although the colours are just a dim copy of reality…
…the glory of our river at sunset reminds me of the glory to come:
see, the home of God is among mortals. He will dwell with them; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them; he will wipe every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; mourning and crying and pain will be no more, for the first things have passed away…Revelation
A cold mid-winter day, and another walk towards the mouth of the mighty Whanganui River. Once a busy port with international callers, now just a sleepy backwater – although there are plans afoot to revive the port for inter-Island ferries. Remains of past glories are marked by rotting piers beloved by ducks and other birds.
on the mud flats