Silent Sunday

It’s the first weekend of the school holidays, and the clocks went forward last night. Awake early (old-time early), I have been for a walk, enjoying my neighbours’ gardening skills.

For perhaps the first time ever, I met no-one. I saw and heard no cars. Truly a silent Sunday.

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The moral arc

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In the beauty of a golden dawn, it is easier to believe in the good in the world. Image: Su Leslie

The moral arc of the universe bends at the elbow of justice. — Martin Luther King, Jr.

I’ve started having early morning anxiety attacks. I’m waking suddenly — fearful and distressed, gouged by fragments of terrible dreams.

The world around seems ever more chaotic, divided, unjust and while I am, for now, one of the lucky ones, who knows how long luck will last.

Once I lived in a country that believed in compassion and justice and inclusion. Now, I’m not so sure.

Posted to RagTag Daily Prompt |Justice

The Changing Seasons, September 2018

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Detail, Diminishing Returns, sculpture in bronze by Bing Dawe. Havelock North, Hawke’s Bay, NZ. Image Su Leslie 2018

Spring flowers and art.

Both of these things make me happy, but throw in good company, good food and some wine — and I’m positively beaming.

September has delivered on all of these things, almost simultaneously in the last few days while the Big T and I have been on holiday in Napier.

On the east coast, about 400km from Auckland, Napier is a city in Hawke’s Bay. In February 1931, it was at the epicentre of a magnitude 7.8 earthquake which killed 256 people, injured thousands, and devastated much of the region, including destroying most of the buildings in central Napier and the neighouring town of Hastings.

Both Napier and Hastings were rebuilt, with much of the new architecture in the Art Deco style. Today, Napier is considered one of the finest Art Deco cities in the world.

Five major rivers flow into the Hawke’s Bay region, providing huge areas of fertile land for agriculture, and more recently viticulture. Local vineyards produce award-winning wines, so naturally T and I tasted a few (along with locally brewed beers and ciders).

It would have been wrong not to.

About The Changing Seasons

The Changing Seasons is a monthly challenge where bloggers around the world share what’s been happening in their month.

If you would like to join in, here are the guidelines:

The Changing Seasons Version One (photographic):

  • Each month, post 5-20 photos in a gallery that you feel represent your month
  • Don’t use photos from your archive. Only new shots.
  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons so that others can find them

The Changing Seasons Version Two (you choose the format):

  • Each month, post a photo, recipe, painting, drawing, video, whatever that you feel says something about your month
  • Don’t use archive stuff. Only new material!
  • Tag your posts with #MonthlyPhotoChallenge and #TheChangingSeasons so others can find them.

If you do a ping-back to this post, I can update it with links to all of yours.

UPDATE

Here is what September looked like for some other bloggers

Max at Cardinal Guzman

Sarah at Art Expedition

Tracy at Reflections of an Untidy Mind

Marilyn at Serendipity Seeking intelligent life on Earth

Mick at Mick’s Cogs

Jude at Under a Cornish Sky

Deb at The Widow Badass Blog

Joanne at My Life Lived Full

Lee at Ladyleemanila

Klara over at lessywannagohome on Blogspot

Ruth at Ruth’s Arc

Pauline at Living in Paradise

Ju Lyn at All Things Bright and Beautiful

Little Pieces of Me — who joins us for the first time.

 

 

 

 

A very modern panoply

Amongst the definitions of panoply are; a suit of armour and a protective covering.

Both of these could apply to the gear worn by para-gliders, although I’m not sure how strong the armour is, and how much protection it actually affords when they are hurling themselves off really high cliffs.

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Posted to the Ragtag Daily Prompt | panoply

Hidden from the naked eye

IMG_E4071 The moment of pupation. Monarch caterpillar transforming into a chrysalis. Image: Su Leslie 2017

Macro photography truly does change the way it’s possible to see the world; focusing in on tiny details unobserved by the naked eye, and saving them as so many pixels on a computer chip.

IMG_E5246 Emerging butterfly. The fully formed Monarch butterfly breaks free. Image: Su Leslie 2017
IMG_E5376 All that remains of the Monarch’s chrysalis stage.. Image: Su Leslie 2017

From the life-cycle of a monarch caterpillar to the fine hairs on a bee’s body, what seemed hidden is revealed.

IMG_E5189 Bee and blossom. Image: Su Leslie 2017

Posted to Hidden | One Word Sunday, hosted by Debbie at Travel with Intent.