Seahorse In The Sky

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Have you passed by a place a thousand times and never noticed something, and then suddenly you do?

I had one  of those  moments during the  week ,when I had a few minutes up my sleeve  and stopped on the way to my work shift up at the marae.

Okaku Bay is a lovely flat beach on the Waitemata Harbour in Auckland and the seahorse statue atop a column adorns the art deco changing sheds there. How I had never spotted it before I don’t know.

In my recent travel overseas I filled my photographic  boots with all sorts of animalistic symbols – lion, wolves, and unicorns, to name a few, so perhaps had become attuned to seeing such things. Travel in new places causes us to look at home with fresh eyes, too.

It’s all about the magic in the mundane, where ordinary buildings and spaces come alive with images of fantastic creatures. The seahorse discovery transformed my routine day!

 

 

The End Is The Beginning

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Auckland’s narrow Okahu Bay Wharf  (seen from a different angle in the previous post Above The Wharf, Over The Sea ) tapers to a point in the distance.

Where it ends,the sea begins.

An end is always a beginning of something.

“You only grow by coming to the end of something and by beginning something else.” – John Irving, ‘The World According To Garp’

(Questions tossed up by the tide: So we know the pier ends, but does the sea have an end?… and if  it does, what begins after the sea?)