gingko, Lambton Quay (05 June 2015)
After a simple lunch of donburi chicken from Wasabi Sushi in the James Cook Arcade, I returned to Lambton Quay and found myself standing under a canopy of gingko gold.
The photograph below – taken a little further down the street – is exactly thirteen months old. Click on it for a look at the piece I posted on 08 May 2014.
autumn reflection (05 May 2014)
The round moon rises,
rises above the high black
hill. Clouds await her.
(Monday 04 May 2015)
beetroot? avocado? No
comfort in autumn.
Chill winds and showers
call for a second cup of
hot black espresso.
(Thursday 19 March 2015)
rain, this morning’s air is sweet.
My neighbours have a
fragrant tree … and no, I don’t
know its botanical name.
(08 March 2015)
Tanka consist of five units (often treated as separate lines when romanized or translated) usually with the following pattern of on: 5-7-5-7-7.
The 5-7-5 is called the kami-no-ku (上の句 “upper phrase”), and the 7-7 is called the shimo-no-ku (下の句 “lower phrase”). (Wikipedia)
Pinned to autumn grey
the white disc has one soft edge …
two days still to go.
(06 March 2015)
In fact, 06 March 2015 is the night of the full moon. The observation underpinning the haiku took place two nights ago, but I have just finalised the text.
Dawn. A south wind. Leaves
tap the glass. The rain drops in
(15 February 2015)
Two mornings in a row, the leaves of the Cordyline banksii outside my window have awakened me early. Wellington’s summer has been fine and warm, so these few cool days, with their southerly air flow, seem like a harbinger of autumn.
roughed-up road (16 January 2015)
“Weather conditions are optimal for road works at this time of year,” wrote Katie Chapman in the Dominion Post on 10 January 2015, “with a host of road resurfacing projects planned this month [January]. Boulcott St had been the focus this week with work on a section of Lambton Quay due to begin this weekend.”
The piece of “roughed-up road” shown here was photographed on Lambton Quay, Wellington, on 16 January.
wing-flutter, then cough, chirp, chime –
The pohutukawa trees along the terraces near where I live have begun to flower. The tui, having gorged themselves on the golden kōwhai, are now beginning to sip the honeyed paradise afforded by New Zealand’s Christmas tree. Tradition has it that the earlier the crimson blossoms appear, the better the summer we can anticipate.
winter, day one (01 June 2014)
Standing at a pedestrian crossing on Cambridge Terrace (Wellington) this morning, waiting for the green man. Glancing up at the blue sky. Is that something leaping about in my shoulder bag?
“It’ll only take a moment.” (Did I hear a voice?)
“Okay then … but be quick.”
Out comes the camera, set to auto.
Can’t beat Wellington on a good day … even in winter.