Are You Talking To Me?
Category: Winter
Paper, Scissors
Stormy
Whitireia Dusk
Walking down Motuhara Road at sunset. In winter we often get sunsets bathing the landscape in a warm, yellow glow. No wonder it’s called ‘the golden hour’.
South Island at Dusk
It’s full on winter here in Plimmerton. At this time of year, from my vantage point, the sun sets behind Te Rewarewa Point and I miss the last minutes of the sunset. I expect I’ll see the sun set into the sea