This sign is a rarity in New Zealand; gun shops are largely non-existent here and I was shocked to see this sign this morning. Perhaps what shocked me most is that it was just around the corner from us and I'd never noticed it before. I didn't even know that there was a gun shop right on the main street in Petone. It has left me with an uneasy, slightly disturbed feeling today.
This is one of a matching pair of mosaics adorning either side of a garage opposite the beach. I have probably walked and driven past these mosaics for years now, but only noticed them today. How is that possible?
Jam and bread for morning tea Luca (conure) and Enrico (budgie)
Luca is a South American maroon bellied conure. He loves to eat almost anything that we do and has a better diet than most humans I know! Here he is enjoying his daily berry jam on toast. Note that he is right-handed and holds his food in his right hand; maroon bellied conures are one of the few breeds of birds who do this, as all other birds are naturally left-handed (or left-legged?). Enrico (the budgie) just likes to get into mischief. Along with Santina, the pigeon, they are my parents' pet birds and have the run of the house. Life doesn't get much better than being a bird at their place!
I wanted to sit on the floor by the fire and read the weekend newspaper. I got the papers ready, went the kitchen to put some coffee on, then came back to see that someone had beaten me to it!
Santina is a pygmy pouter pigeon. Her stomach puffs up with air either as a sign of affection or aggression. She likes hanging out in the bathroom, pressed up against the mirror so she can chat with all her pigeon friends, or sitting by the fire on a cold day. Tell me, how many street kid pigeons do you know of who lead such a privileged life?
There is a street sign just behind this wall at the junction between Island Bay and Owhiro Bay which says "WIT'S END". So, the next time you say you're "at wit's end", I'll know exactly where you are - I might even pop around for coffee.
Originally built as an art studio in the 1990s, The Lighthouse in Island Bay is a bed and breakfast. I've stayed there many moons ago; it is a truly unique accommodation experience with a stunning view of the island in Island Bay. The pictures of its interior don't really do The Lighthouse justice. Everything you could possibly need has been thought of, and all in miniature: a compact kitchen, a teeny staircase, and the world's tiniest shower. The owner provides the ingredients for a full cooked breakfast - enough to keep you going for most of your stay.
Walking down Queen Street in Auckland on my way to the Simon & Garfunkel concert, I passed several buskers and low key street entertainers. At one spot, a reasonable sized group of people were crowded around someone; I worked my way to the front of the group and came across a man listening to Santana and fully immersed in painting. Not something I expected to see at 6pm on a Saturday night in downtown Auckland!
I am probably one of the few people who admits to loving airports. I love flying; I love the excitement of setting off for somewhere far away, or returning home after a journey. With my company based in Christchurch and me living in Wellington, I have come to see air travel as simply another way of getting around; last year, it wasn't unusual for me to fly to another city to work for a day or two, just like others might drive an hour or so into work. This plane was taking me to Auckland this weekend to see Simon & Garfunkel in concert.
Spring water from under the harbour from the Wairarapa Sculpture by Paul Dibble
The story behind the sculpture
Moore Wilson Grocery is located on a site previously used by a local soft drink company - Thomson Lewis & Co.
In 1926, the soft drink company's managing director, Mr A M Lewis, became convinced there was water underground beneath the building so he commissioned Manawatu water diviner Bill Brogden to investigate. Mr Brogden and his divining rod did indeed find water but he could not accurately estimate the depth. Mr Lewis then contracted the Richardson Drilling Company to drill an exploratory bore. No water was found at normal depth but Richardson's were instructed to keep drilling.
Eventually, at 497 feet, water was found and the discovery resulted in a flow to the surface of 500 gallons an hour. The artesian water was tested and found to have an excellent analysis; absolutely clear, colourless and odourless. For 53 years the water was used in the manufacture of Thomson Lewis Crysal Spring soft drinks.
It is believed the water comes underneath Wellington Harbour and originates in the Wairarapa. The original bore and pipe still exist inside the Moore Wilson building so the water is still accessible and remains as pristine and as pure as ever.
Here is my own personal Project 365: How to take a photo a day and see your life in a whole new way. I am excited to see where the project will find me at the end of one year. I may not always take a photo each day, and will probably upload my pictures in batches, so we'll see how that works! This site hosts my daily photos and accompanying captions.