This afternoon we headed over to the Botanic Gardens for a chance to get out of the house, a chance to get a little exercise, and a chance to wander around in the winter sun and watch the tourists.
A cool, misty sun shining over the city, and the distant sounds of the football made it all feel very wintery.
Rounding one of the lawns on a billabong we were looking at a very striking willow that hung down into the water. It looked almost like something out of a Japanese print. There was a bundle of sticks in the tree that caught my eye — a nest. Suddenly we realised that there were at least four large Night Herons sitting in the tree — dead still and almost perfectly camouflaged. I wonder how many hundreds of people walk past them every day and have never realised that they’re there…
Cultural event for the weekend was finally getting to the cinema to see Whale Rider. Very familiar looking countryside in the movie — it was filmed in Whangara in New Zealand, just north of Gisborne. Jo and I rode through there in .
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