The taniwha (pronounced tah-nee-fah) are wondrous watery demons in Maori lore, sometimes in the form of spirits, others as reptiles or dragonlike. Sometimes fiercely dangerous, others protective of an iwi (tribe). This fellow rises out of the earth at the edge of the carpark at Goat Island. I assume that since it is a marine reserve, his job is to protect the area. I’m on his side…

Taniwha

The taniwha (pronounced tah-nee-fah) are wondrous watery demons in Maori lore, sometimes in the form of spirits, others as reptiles or dragonlike. Sometimes fiercely dangerous, others protective of an iwi (tribe). This fellow rises out of the earth at the edge of the carpark at Goat Island. I assume that since it is a marine reserve, his job is to protect the area. I’m on his side…

Spotted this lady in the Auckland Pride Parade today. She’s got some stories to tell I bet… what I wouldn’t give to pass a few afternoons with her over a few bottles of wine, letting her life story unfold… right up to getting dressed for the parade today… maybe one day… if I ever find out who she is…

You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby…

Spotted this lady in the Auckland Pride Parade today. She’s got some stories to tell I bet… what I wouldn’t give to pass a few afternoons with her over a few bottles of wine, letting her life story unfold… right up to getting dressed for the parade today… maybe one day… if I ever find out who she is…

It's a nice day for a white wedding...  She seemed a bit embarrassed that everyone was taking photos of her. But that IS what people do with brides… The raveled hem of her gown perturbs me. And the less said about the zip in the bridesmaid’s dress the better.

It’s a nice day for a white wedding

It's a nice day for a white wedding... She seemed a bit embarrassed that everyone was taking photos of her. But that IS what people do with brides… The raveled hem of her gown perturbs me. And the less said about the zip in the bridesmaid’s dress the better.

Pink baby - I love photographing babies… not from the point of view of a baby photographer – more from the point of view as an animal photographer… no props or poses or outfits that would have an adult committed. I like to photograph them  busy being themselves. Like this wee lass who seemed a bit confused as to how or why I had a large black object where a face was supposed to be. She wasn’t scared… but she WAS twisting her hand mimicking mine as I focussed on her. It was a nice little…

Pink baby

Pink baby - I love photographing babies… not from the point of view of a baby photographer – more from the point of view as an animal photographer… no props or poses or outfits that would have an adult committed. I like to photograph them busy being themselves. Like this wee lass who seemed a bit confused as to how or why I had a large black object where a face was supposed to be. She wasn’t scared… but she WAS twisting her hand mimicking mine as I focussed on her. It was a nice little…

Fireplace - Along with a nice hot cuppa and someone you love… just about perfect.

Fireplace - Along with a nice hot cuppa and someone you love… just about perfect.

After the Grapes are Gone...  The grapes are fermenting away, sweet and fragrant and ready for drinking this time next year… Nice how the leaves linger on though… I seem to prefer the natural world to the human one more and more… it’s just so much saner, safer. How can a tornado or earthquake compare to the human maelstrom? These days… these days… somehow these are always the days. And all the days. How sweet to stand in a vinyard and close and eyes and inhale deeply…

After the grapes are gone

After the Grapes are Gone... The grapes are fermenting away, sweet and fragrant and ready for drinking this time next year… Nice how the leaves linger on though… I seem to prefer the natural world to the human one more and more… it’s just so much saner, safer. How can a tornado or earthquake compare to the human maelstrom? These days… these days… somehow these are always the days. And all the days. How sweet to stand in a vinyard and close and eyes and inhale deeply…

Postbox - This mailbox contained letters from home, pictures, postcards, news. And sometimes free samples and stuff we ordered. And of course the telephone bill and the electric bill. And every time I opened it up, I had a sense of anticipation, a wee bit of hope, wonder. Even if most days there were no surprises, I loved that feeling.    Email and courier deliveries aren’t the same. It’s not that I want to go back. It’s just that they have no soul… And this old box – it’s got soul to spare…

Back in the day…

Postbox - This mailbox contained letters from home, pictures, postcards, news. And sometimes free samples and stuff we ordered. And of course the telephone bill and the electric bill. And every time I opened it up, I had a sense of anticipation, a wee bit of hope, wonder. Even if most days there were no surprises, I loved that feeling. Email and courier deliveries aren’t the same. It’s not that I want to go back. It’s just that they have no soul… And this old box – it’s got soul to spare…

Angry - I was actually a bit nervous snapping this. She was really really angry. I don’t know why… But she’s killing me with those eyes.

Angry - I was actually a bit nervous snapping this. She was really really angry. I don’t know why… But she’s killing me with those eyes.

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