These two photos appeared on the Old Wellington Region Facebook page a day or two after my recent visit to Makara Beach. (Blog post here)
“High St” seems a very grand title for this rough, rocky track.
Living right on the edge of the beach back in 1907 was courageous to say the least. Back in this time it was thought to be a predominantly Italian fishing settlement. I note from archival notes that the area was evacuated at the time of WW 11 and gun emplacements from that area are still to be found on the various walkways today.
April was always going to be a busy month. Easter happened with family gatherings and then 4 birthday parties were on the schedule. Lots of happy, busy occasions. Life, however, added in some very challenging times with worries, tests, appointments and follow-ups. I am very pleased to report that the future looks very positive and reassuring.
The drought has broken and the weather has been more autumnal at times. On Friday afternoon some time in nature called and I walked with my daughter near the Pauatahanui Inlet.
Two white faced herons were fishing in the shallows near us. Their deliberate and precise movements can be very slow but momentarily swift as they catch tiny sprats. I find them very restful to watch with their grace and elegance and their methodical stepping, attentive way of life. It is very easy to slow to their pace.
Even the normally hyperactive, bossy, noisy seagulls were content to paddle in the shallows.
The contented birdlife and the almost silent lap of the waves provided me with some much needed stillness and peace. “Being still does not mean don’t move. It means move in peace.”
― E’yen A. Gardner