I’ve moved, moved to the beach. My new place is a small rented cottage on the Western Coast of the North Island of New Zealand. North of Welington, South of Whanganui. I love going to sleep with the sound of the sea outside. I can walk up to the dunes from my front door in a few moments. I decided to take a few photos. All these taken round my immediate vicinity. It’s currently winter time here in New Zealand.
This is the road to my place, ok, it’s not the only road, but it is a road.
Who doesn’t love a patchwork of sun shadows, late afternoon on an old woolshed? I know I do.
Do-er upper, this is on the way home, or on the way out, depending on if I’m coming or going. I like a wonky shed in the evening.
Sunday evening, that’s a bit of weather out in the West.
Sunday evening, my place. It’s awesome
Cool, no other description required really
See those photos of the sea? I just simply turned around and photographed this. Those are the Tararua Ranges, they are the backdrop to my place. The wild Tasman Sea in front and the Epic mountains behind me. I like that.
Walking up to the sunset after work, on a Tuesday
Same Tuesday, the clouds have eyes
While looking out to sea, I can look right, up the coast, that’s the way North
Moments after the sun sank beneath the horizon, Tuesday evening at my place.
This was a Sunday, any other Sunday, every Sunset is different of course. The clouds look a bit angry
It’s the last hurrah of a Sunday. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to look directly at the Sun?
If you don’t look directly at the last light of a Sunday, you can look at the sea shore instead, which has it’s own merits
After the day has gone, just after, the light changes again, and some sea birds happen by.
Finish with a bang. I spent ages trying to decide what to call this, I decided to call it WOW! Frosty morning, a few minutes up the road on the way to the day job.
It’s nice here.