New Brighton Pier, Christchurch, NZ.
Birdling’s Flat, Canterbury, NZ (March 2021)
‘Diamonds Are The Morning Sea’
“All the diamonds in this world
that mean anything to me
are conjured up by wind and sunlight
sparkling on the sea”
– Bruce Cockburn, from “All The Diamonds In The World”
‘Wave Upon Wave’
…and still they come, one after another, beauty and peril mingled in their unremitting flow…
‘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!
‘Made For Storms’
Sunday kicked up stormy conditions in Mangawhai Heads.
The Pacific Ocean was far from pacific, and Sentinel Rock wore the force of the lashing nor-westerly wind and smashing waves.
The Rock is beautiful when it is calm, but is truly made for storms.
What a match up! The Pacific Ocean against Sentinel Rock in Northland, New Zealand.
Continual surf crashes upon,and tidal motion swirls around and over, the rocks.
Every day and every night.
It’s epic, and relentless.
But still the Sentinel holds its ground, and stands guard.
Life is just as relentless as the ocean waves and tides.
It is hard to be rocklike in the face of attrition, I know. It’s easy to let your guard down when it feels there is no respite.
And there are times when I feel submerged but still manage to pull through,somehow.
And at those times I am grateful to people who are my “rocks”, shining concepts I cling to, and whatever higher power there is that guards me against destruction…
The Oceanic Building sits across the road from the Tasman Building in downtown Auckland.
Auckland sits on an isthmus between the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean.
My home town ,surrounded by water and with its bricks and mortar bearing watery names…the Queen City, City of Sails…where even the solid becomes liquid…