‘Blue Neon Cross’
‘Pacific Ocean Blue’
Having just returned home from a week at the beach, I thought I would share a view of the Pacific Ocean from that place.
Simply gorgeous, and with a feeling of infinity, the blues of sea and sky stretching away from the sandy shore.
As the title of this post is the same as the 1977 solo album masterpiece from Beach Boy Dennis Wilson, I thought you may as well also have a suitably summery song from the album, ‘You and I‘, (courtesy of YouTube).
Link below, enjoy and drift away!
‘Blue And Louvred’
…for the down and shuttered times that come, and must also pass…
‘The Blue Mansion’
Possibly the most gorgeous house I have set foot in.Having a blue sort of day today, so this is to remind of the beauty in that hue.
‘Billow And Blue’
‘Into The Blue’
Another cargo ship about to dock in Auckland yesterday morning – love the leaping blue dolphin emblazoned on the side of this vessel!
‘Red Doors, Blue Doors, The Rain’
… colours kicking against the gloom…
‘Blue Door, Green Door, A Tilted Cross’
‘The Skies Over Your House’
‘Four Handprints In Blue’
Deconscecrated Church, Glenfield NZ.
The simplicity of the circled cross, a stark symbol against the deep blue sky.
The symmetry of the angled white timber work under the eaves.
Two gleaming halves, mirror images.
They drew me in, these minor miracles, when I visited the building yesterday.
The former church has lost its sacred status to fulfill other uses today, but its uncomplicated appearance still has a striking purity about it…
Twisted Vine in Black
With apologies to Bob Dylan, whose tangled tune was blue, not black.
Blue, black; it doesn’t matter really.
Tangled up-ness comes in any hue you like, as long as it is saturnine.
Any shape or form too, as long as it seems impossible to get through.
It mixes and matches to every sort of person quite nicely.
Think of it as Ikea for the dark night of the soul…
Not the bowls you eat out of, but lawn bowls, the sport I play (it’s a British Commonwealth thing and generally a summer pastime).
This was earlier in the month, when my fours team , just coincidentally mind, played with blue bowls(two per player in that format).
So pretty I had to take picture!
That was about as pretty and together as it got – our play that day was distinctly average…
(PS: The pair on the left with the bat motif are mine)
Geometric swirls of a carved gateway to a Maori marae ( meeting place) reimagined in blue, and mirrored.
Not as the carver intended, but how it was in my mind’s eye, on a day where the mood was blue, little was calm in my head and mental waves churned like the sea below the marae.
And, after a little reflection (so to speak), I’m okay with that.
ripple the heavens
cast doubt on the earth
burn the blue
for all that you’re worth