Driving to Millers Flat we noticed how high the Clutha River was. After leaving Faigan's Cafe we decided to drive to Roxburgh and have a look at the hydro dam. At the base of the dam the air was chilly and there was a constant roar from the rushing water. Here's two photos of Roxburgh... Continue Reading →
Steve Schwartzman gave me a link to his stunning photo of kelp swirling in the surf at Bluff taken 24 February, 2017. Bluff is a port town right down the bottom of the South Island (not far from Invercargill). Southland, New Zealand Here's part of the description from Steve's blog-post: "The bull kelp (Durvillaea antarctica... Continue Reading →
For much of the south coast, if you're near the sea then you're also in a Tsunami Hazard Zone. Freaky if you have the misfortune to experience an earthquake while you're there. When we were at Bluff on 13 Nov, specifically at Stirling Point, I saw this sign which I've never come across before. I... Continue Reading →
SNOW DRAGON -- Poem by Liz Cowburn; Exploring Colour Softly surging through the water Near me I would have you stay Onward going, never slowing Wondrous how you surf the waves! Dignified determination Raging torrents all around Anxious to pursue your journey Going, flowing, ocean-bound One brief glimpse through foamy spray Nature's gift, soon borne... Continue Reading →
Pete's Dragon as I've dubbed it, is in a photo recently posted on Pete Hillman's blog; the dragon appears in the moving water of a weir, in a canal in Staffordshire, UK. In his blog Pete discusses the different forms that he can see in the moving water and one of the things he can... Continue Reading →
Looking in a folder of photos, this tree fern and eagle hit me in the eye. They seemed to complement each other perfectly. To me they create this primeval vibe of Gondwanaland that I don't get seeing either subject on its own. Harks back to ancient times and sends a shiver down my spine... Tree... Continue Reading →
Girl mischief. Offense and defense. Pink paint. I love this panoramic mural tucked away in a little side alley at 106 Bond Street, Dunedin, New Zealand. The artist, Be free, is a Melbourne artist that has been working on the streets since 2010.
REBLOG : Right now I long to launch out on a new stage in my life’s journey; to not settle for the status quo. To any other restless souls out there I hope you enjoy reading this poem as much as I did.
Hunger Is Not A Harbour by D.B. Donnelly
to all that is new,
to all I have not yet seen,
attracted to the covered corners
the light can not carve comfort into…
to all I don’t yet know,
to all I have not yet called by name,
haunted by the houses not yet home
and the whispers not yet known…
but what of where I have been,
what of the comfort once created,
what of the stories already told,
what of the lives I held once,
for a time,
in my hold?
Am I bold
to this running,
this longing to be always
up and leaving,
for this constant craving,
for another corner to caress creation,
to suppress starvation?
But hunger is not a harbour,
it is not where still waters rest, still.
It is the rest…
into the crest, craving,
rushing up and over,
always and ever…
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