Written in Sandstone

sand taggingOver the weekend I featured a photo showing the eroding sandstone type cliffs that feature all over Auckland’s North Shore. Another man made version of erosion to these is the tagging or carving of ones names into the walls. Not quite marked forever, but marked for a good enough while (well, thats a meaningless assumption really).

Shot on the Sony Nex and 30mm Sigma.

 

Last Hour of Light

Last hour of light

 

“Dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it. And that means that day and night are linked in a way that few things are there cannot be one without the other yet they cannot exist at the same time. How would it feel I remember wondering to be always together yet forever apart?”
― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

Long Monday Drive

The Long Monday

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can’t help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It’s driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I’m beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
I’ll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It’s driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I’m beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
I’ll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there
I’ll be there

Incubus – Drive

Dissolving Cliffs

melting clifsAfter several planned things didn’t go to plan this morning, it was time to get out of the house and get some fresh air.

Venturing down to the bottom of Beach Haven on the North Shore, we visited Tui Park. A short winding path takes one down to the seashore. A small beach soon turned to mud once one walked around the corner. Looking up at the almost martian red cliffs, its no surprise a lot of the North Shore has eroding cliffs. The soft sandstone mix can be seen in todays image quite literally running down in orange streams of mud.

Knock at the Door

At the Door

Whence is that knocking?
How is ’t with me when every noise appals me?
What hands are here? Ha! They pluck out mine eyes.
Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
Macbeth – Shakespeare

Dinner at Tony’s

Dinner at TonysMeeting friends we dined out at Tony’s on Wellesley in the CBD. A great dark environment with various relic props from days of old. So many options for what to eat, and upon ordering, everyones meals looked tasty!

Interestingly (perhaps due to their operating timeline), the placemats were full of 1963 facts:

  • The year of JFK Assassination
  • The first Bond film released
  • The first year for the Dr Who series
  • Johnny Depp’s year of birth
  • Alcatraez closes

Shot on the Sony Nex with pancake 16mm and converted to B&W in Gimp (as well as a few other ageing tweaks).

 

Cycling in the Rain

Rain cycleA day off with a friend visiting from overseas. We and cold we hopped on our bicycles and cycled  the ‘Auckland circuit’. Starting in Takapuna on the North Shore we headed North to the Greenhithe Bridge. Over the bridge (where todays image was shot on mobile) and out to West Auckland. Back along the west, we headed into the CBD – pumping up a small puncture (showing our lack of repair kit) along the way. Heading through the city, we caught the ferry and ended in Devonport again on the North Shore. Somewhere around a 50km journey, wet cold and ready for dinner.

 

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