Monday, May 29, 2017

Foggy morn


It's that time of year when I can imagine all sorts of mystical, magical things happening up in the forest.



The little people could be out dancing with the cows and we would never know.


Mornings are cool but not cold.  Well, not inside my warm home.  It could be different if I were the one to get up early to milk those cows. 

Thursday, May 25, 2017

Monday, May 15, 2017

Towards home

Yesterday, mid morning on a cool, sunny day I had time for a wander around near the house on my son and daughter-in-law's "other" farm, the one on which they are milking hundreds and hundreds of cows at Mititai.  It's about a 15 minute drive from here, so the hills that are close to here seem far, far away.  

I didn't have my camera so, for the first time, took landscape photos with my phone. 



 After a lovely Mother's Day breakfast cooked by my son and views like that, who wouldn't be happy?  Thanks, Dan.

Thursday, May 11, 2017

From back when

My mind has been taking me back to Scotland a lot lately.  Scrolling down memory lane via my photos I came across this shot of crofts.  And, thankfully, I had labelled it properly because I would never have have remembered the name of the village - Eoropaidh, on the Isle of Lewis in the Outer Hebrides.  I think of it as the place where they farm fences. 


 My friend, Graham had taken me to this spot to visit St Moluag's, a 12th Century church which stands about 100 metress back off the road, accessed by a path between two crofts.



Friday, May 5, 2017

Morning, noon and night fences

It's that time of year where we often have a foggy morning followed by a clear, sunny day.




And in the evening, we've had some pretty sunsets. I was driving home and hoping to get to a particular spot to capture this sunset but stopped to take this shot when I realized it was going to be dark in a few more minutes.  I had to lighten the image so you could see the fences on either side of the road.


Linking to Gosia's Fences around the World.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Pataua south

One of my grand-daughters is adventuring in Thailand at the moment and constantly in my thoughts. My thoughts of her today lead me to drive out to Pataua South, where she once (or maybe twice) holidayed when she was younger, and a total contrast to the hustle and bustle she is currently experiencing.  

Today I chatted briefly to a lady and her elderly mother who were enjoying a picnic by the quiet, gentle waters of the inlet.  I crossed the footbridge to Pataua North on the other side, to the wild ocean beach.  No surfers to be found on this sunny but cool day.  

 Whangarei Harbour


The perfect day for fishing in the harbour

 Pataua South

 taken from Pataua North side of footbridge


 North side entry