‘Mussels & Barnacles’
A shot of little mussels and barnacles on a rocky Tasman Sea shore.
Ultimate, adaptable, survivors in the in between zone straddling land and tide.
( for another take on the same subject matter, in a different time and place, see: Only Clinging On (Shell Game) ).
The view southwards to Taitomo Island from Piha Beach, on the Tasman Sea west of Auckland.
Majestic, really, in defiance of perpetual wind and waves.
It’s the sort of view I find inspiring. I hope you do, too.
View though flax stalks to a rocky islet at Muriwai, on the west coast out from Auckland.
We were there three days ago to visit friends who live at this beautiful spot.
Before catching up, we took in the spectacular coastal views, on a day which was distinctly un-summery.
The Tasman Sea was at its moody, relentless best, surf pounding the lonely islet; the flax stalks waving and bending in the wind.
It felt like a Christmas cleanser!
In late winter,the gannets return en masse to Muriwai, on the Tasman Sea coast near Auckland.
Home for the season to nest in rocky hollows above the crashing surf on a stretch of coastline constantly buffeted by the prevailing westerly winds.
It is a staggering sight.
Equally staggering is their annual migratory journey across the ocean to Australia ,2000 kilometres away.
The gannets literally live their entire lives on the edge.
It is all enough to make this comfortable human feel just a little inadequate.
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…