January 21st, 2008

Wanaka tree

Jetzt Kommt Die Flut

It was another wet week-end. Something we are becoming very used to in this small group of islands flirting with the coast of Western Europe. There was a time when we were joined up, if this continues we might just disappear altogether. 

It suddenly dawned on me that, if I couldn't get out and about taking photos, maybe I should get out and about taking photos of the very things that were stopping me getting out and about taking photos. So, with some trepidation and a degree of excitement, my little Toyota and I set off into the wide brown and grey yonder. The area I live in, as I've said before, is very flat, low-lying and was reclaimed from marshes in the Middle Ages. It, sort of, reverts to type when the rains set in. 

Here are some of the photos I took, mostly through misty rain and with wet feet. 


First the ironic, press-type photo. White van man thought he knew better than the rest of us.

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