And the conditions were perfect to score some more snaps of colour. Red, what else? Just like blue and green and yellow and endless mixes it’s my very favourite.
So there I was, innocently beavering away when an employee on his way to his car bimbled over—a perfectly natural curiosity; he couldn’t for the life of him see why a gibbering old goat was frantically snapping away at nothing much. By the time I’d finished explaining he was happy to get away (think Ancient Mariner and Wedding Guest) but I think he can now see things in a different light. Poor bugger, but he started it …
The weather was an eclectic mix of winter and spring and sun and shade, rain and not; all conducive to the theme of red.
TO SET THE SCENE
the below are exactly as they were taken. The only tweaks on my part were a wee bit of cropping and I Photoshopped out the car number-plates (plus an intrusive sign on the wall).
I kid you not, it looked as if a megatanker filled with red paint had overturned and defeated the drains. I apologise for repeating this theme but it was just too dazzlingly beautiful to ignore.
ANY JUST TO SHOW
you that it really was reflection, cast your eyes over this:
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING
completely different. These things are in many and varied places in Southland and Otago as a way of recycling old tyres and keeping active kiddies amused—
now from the other end—
—and now back to some chores, I have a
bombsite study to tidy up (where does a year fly to?).
I may be some time ….