I have been on the hunt to capture a photo of two of our delightful, but oh so fast moving, pretty fantails or Piwakawaka.
I do not have the perfect shot but here are some “almost got you”.
And two shots that I am much happier with given the ceaseless activity of these New Zealand natives.
How about this for a tail at full fan…..?
And then there is the day when the dry and the dying are present to you despite the blue sky, the beauty and the soothing sounds of water and birds.
A day when you recall that the path ahead is often hard, bleached of colour and curves away unseen.
When the rocks in life appear large in a depleted pool
and when a foundation rock of your own life has gone into another form.