‘Waipoua Canopy’
Waipoua Canopy
Tag: Leaves
Natural Curtain
‘Natural Curtain’
Green Is The Colour Of Spring
‘Green Is The Colour Of Spring’
…and spring is the idea of new possibilities…
Glossy Green
‘Glossy Green’
Leaves & Flowers
‘Leaves & Flowers’
Swoosh
‘Swoosh’
…the spring breeze, only seen in the movement of the leaves…
Garden Sharpened
‘Garden Sharpened’
…I came to the garden for peace and softness – there was none to be found…
For Love
‘For Love’
Droplets On Leaves
‘Droplets On Leaves’
…glistening where they lie, after falling from the sky…
Slake The Thirst
‘Slake The Thirst’
“The World thirsts for love; you will come and slake its thirst” – Arthur Rimbaud
Flow And Fallen
‘Flow And Fallen’
No Leaves Left
If You Should Leave
Old Barcelona building shrouded by leaves in the afternoon light.
Loved my time in the grand city, but it was time to leave…
Crooked Star Tree
There aren’t too many straight lines in nature (or in life for that matter).
Here, branches deviate and twist; leaves are splayed like stars.
All angles and curves every which way – sprawling ,kinetic and chaotic.
And that is exactly how it should be…
Leaves And Waves
View through the branches of a pohutukawa tree and down to the waves of Auckland’s Waitemata Harbour yesterday.
‘Waitemata’ means ‘sparkling waters’ in Maori.
Very apt – the sun’s reflection from the water was absolutely dazzling to the eyes.
Anyway, enjoy your day people. I hope it sparkles like this view.
Autumn Almanac
“Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow
So I sweep them in my sack
Yes, yes, yes, it’s my autumn almanac
    -The Kinks, ‘Autumn Almanac’
Thank you Ray Davies for reminding me that the above leaves ,and hundreds more, burying the back lawn require removal. Too lazy to bother with the sack, will probably deposit them over the fence into the park next door and let them rot there…
The song is an old fave of mine ,which dissects, but not without lowkey affection, a  mundane type of English life where nothing ever seems to change. Worth checking out if you haven’t heard it.
Collapse Into Fall
“All at once, summer collapsed into fall” – Oscar Wilde
Easter approaches – almost on cue summer disappears speedily, and the first autumn chills arrive.
Leaves start to fall; beautiful golden, reddish debris will soon cover the ground.
In the Southern Hemisphere ,Easter sits seemingly opposed to the new season, with its imagery of eggs ,new life and rebirth more redolent of spring.
But not really, as for every birth there needs to be the death of something ; there is no beginning without a prior ending….I know myself what it is like to have collapsed, fallen and then started afresh in life.
(PS: Grateful for the end of humidity, hot sleep-disturbed nights and mosquitoes!)
ebb then flood 