Parched

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‘Parched’

This is what a drought does.

It leaves the local freshwater lagoon almost devoid of water and its normally hidden base soil left desiccated and cracked.

From a photographer’s perspective the repetitive abstract patterns of the dried mud are brilliant.

But the birdlife and fish at the lagoon have struggled through Auckland’s worst dry spell in a quarter century .They have boxed on in their sad-arse environs and I have felt sorry for them.

Rain is forecast for today, mercifully. The dawn showers are starting to fall, the heavier stuff will roll in later in the day. Being a pluviophile (rain lover) of sorts, I have a sense of keen anticipation. And the ducks, herons, geese, eels and carp are gonna love it!

When you are parched, you fully appreciate that which slakes your thirst.

 

 

Wet Welcome

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Following on from the sprinkling I got and mentioned in the previous post Hollyhock, things got a whole lot wetter at the bowls tournament venue today.

Lawn bowls, it may surprise, is not an underwater sport.

But rain it did today in Auckland, right on cue for my biggest bowls day of the year.

After 45 days or so without rain.

It was a deluge at times, rendering the greens unplayable.

A drought breaker.

A wet welcome…

Cloud’s Illusions

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Spring in Auckland – a stack of sun, reams of rain – and cumulus clouds like these reflecting both.

Clouds are for dreamers.

You can see what you want in their shapes.

Giant sheep and rabbits; Jesus; your late father’s face; portents of the future or maybe the outline of a Central Asian country…

Anything you like, everything  you could imagine.

All illusory, but not necessarily in a bad way.

Queen Joni once sang :

” I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now

   From up and down and still somehow

   It’s cloud’s illusions I recall

   I really don’t know clouds at all ”

             – (Joni Mitchell, ‘Both Sides Now’)

 

 

The City, To The West, Fog Lifting

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So this was the view on Thursday this week – from Orakei Marae, where I work in the morning, over a shimmering  Okahu Bay and towards Auckland’s CBD.

It’s a usually breezy town but on this day the fog was only fully lifting towards noon, and the sea was like glass.

I work from a community house, which is a pretty humble structure to be fair , but with this stellar vista of  man and nature as compensation.

Other versions of the same outlook: The City, To The West, Shining and The City ,To The West, Clouded . I am a sucker for changing weather overlaid over one scene(obviously!)