The sea and sky merge in this image, one is barely able to see the difference, apart from some small islands in the distance. Apart from that, it is a cliff of green, and then endless pale blue sky and sea…magic! The two barrels a not so subtle hint of the area I am in…But, what is not to love – vineyards, grass, cliff top views, big sky and sea…a dramatic, romantic place.
To the right of this path, if you were to glance to the right, is a large concrete pathway and beyond that is the blue, blue sea. But you don’t really notice these, as the large coastal trees and the winding leaf-strewn path through them distracts your attention away from the sea and into the forest of branches, greenery and birdsong. The path leading beyond where you can see, so you keep walking (or scootering!) to see what lies beyond the next corner…a mystery loved by young and old alike..
The horses are back on the hill. Not just this lovely lady, but also a small miniature one the children seem to adore and an extraordinarily large and gentle male horse that I have a wee soft spot for. We have been feeding them daily, carrots and apples in exchange for a pat and to get close to them. It’s a fair trade. I am in love with them, but happy to keep my love of them on the other side of a fence, having a healthy respect for their size and hooves! It is a wonderful bit of country life in the city, to have a view of horses grazing on a green grassy hill, just in front of my house. How lucky I feel today.
I have put in two applications for the Taranaki National Art Awards. I missed it last year but have entered two categories this year. Opening night is 31 October 2014. It feels good to be refocusing on art after a lull recently.
Spring is in full flush, with gorgeous magnolia tree’s in flower everywhere you look, the camelia’s and rhododendron’s in full bright pink and red glory. Stunning! I love the spring.
It could be a New York loft or a post- industrial/commercial style apartment in a European city, with a view looking out over the city. But its not, its here in New Plymouth. It’s a Ballet and Pilates studio I know well. It has the most amazing light, glorious, stunning old wooden floors and I love the view through the trees into our small city street scene….it is a special place.
The trees looked spectacular…all the silver branches of the ten or twelve trees. They were dripping with heavy, heady scented pink blossoms. We weren’t the only ones however, enjoying the blossoms. Tui had gathered there also and were flittering around from tree to tree, from branch to branch, gorging themselves on the sweet blossoms. This one was caught mid-flight by my camera. Such joy on a spring day!
What is beyond the gates? Yes they are rusted, broken and crumbling down…but they are also strangely inviting, inspiring, and interesting. There is something romantic, glamorous and slightly spooky about them…I wonder what I would find if I could venture up the stairs.
It was as if all the leaves on this plant had been sprinkled with loose diamonds….the green leaves were all shimmery and glistening with tiny diamonds it seemed. I looked again and realised it was tiny droplets of rain making the diamond bright sparkles on the leaves, in the morning sunshine.