Travel Theme: Looking Around Hastings Art Gallery

Looking out the front door

Looking into the gallery at the Lego exhibition

One of the window panels in the sun

Looking up at the ceiling and more Maori art.

Travel Theme: Indoors

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Travel Theme: Harmony

An harmonious spot to enjoy and reflect.

Listening to a water fountain is harmonious to the soul.

Two chaffinches side by side in harmony .

Ebony and Ivory.

Travel Theme: Harmony

Travel Theme: Exits

Escape Exit in Wellington

Walking towards the exit at Pakowhai Park

Are these people entering or exiting the library in Hastings

Travel Theme: Exits

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Travel Theme: Stillness in Havelock North

Still Reflections

Still waters and ducks hiding among the grass

Still nest

Still Leaf

Finally capturing a fantail while still is very hard

Travel Theme:Stillness

 

Travel Theme: Close Encounters in Hastings

Travel Theme: Close

Travel Theme: Plants on the Road to Otane

A glorious sunrise while on the road to Otane last Sunday.

Some sheep eating the grass – they were rather shy and turned their backs to me.

And an overgrown garden in front of this abandoned house.

Travel Theme: Plants

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Travel Theme: Neutral Tones in Wellington

This week Ailsa is asking us for our neutral tones.  So I found some neutral tones in Wellington.

Travel Theme: Neutral

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Travel Theme: Camping

Camping means having to fish for your supper

Freedom camping means being able to stop wherever you want (not really legal).

Camping means being able to sit back and enjoy the scenery.

 

Travel Theme: Camping

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Travel Theme: Daffodils by William Wordsworth

I wander’d lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretch’d in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: –
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils.

 

Travel Theme: Poetry

 

Travel Theme: Dazzling Moments at Pakowhai Park

Where’s My Backpack: Travel Theme – Dazzling