I have not been using my words lately: they are slow, inadequate, and misspelled. Stuttter. I have been periodically adding to my NZ Flickr set. But I should really post more pictures more often. All I want to do is drink apple cider.
For weeks in New Zealand, I silenced an embarrassing but pressing question. I was certain that if I asked said question, my status as an adult would be immediately revoked, reducing me to the adorably naive age of four. My insecurity of sounding like an idiot was more powerful than my interest in solving mysteries of the universe. Looks are more important than brains.
And then.
Last week I was in Los Angeles where there is no such thing as a stupid question. In fact, dumb ideas are profitable and appearing young is crucial. Consistent with the unexpected harmony of the trip, my question was answered without ever having to ask. I witnessed a wondrous event: the moon set. Cut in half, asleep on its back, it slumbered into the ocean. Red and orange. Its reflection cast a line in the water, pulling earth and sky together. It was a peculiar shadow for such a wide grin. Until a glow, a flicker, a stuck pixel on the screen.
Now I know where the moon goes at night.
Many moonless nights:
Wharariki Beach, NZ
Here, the [not so] invisible pain of battling a brutal beach storm. The arsenal of sand travels on currents otherwise unseen. I knew it was time to leave when I was knocked to my knees by a gust of wind.
Wharariki Beach, NZ
The tranquil return from Wharariki Beach [being watched].
TranzAlpine Train, NZ
Winter colors travel E - W.
TranzAlpine Train, NZ
Mountains, always.
South Island, NZ
Green water en route to blue water.
Abel Tasman National Park, NZ
Little living green things.
Wharariki Beach, NZ
Colorful cave; Safe haven.
Abel Tasman National Park, NZ
Spotted: Spotted Shag.
Doubtful Sound, NZ
Where it ends it also begins.
The Grove, Pohara, NZ
Do you see what I see?
Jessica-Amazing new pictures, you are so talented as a photographer! "Good Night Moon" was 1 of your favorite bed time stories when you were a child. Now you were able to see it sleeping with your own eyes, not from a book. I loved the Cave Picture at Wharariki Beach- a work of art-so many beautiful colors, a mosaic made by nature-It must have been awesome to see it in person. The Doubtful Sound photo with the waterfall- So intriguing- where does it begin and end- It almost looks like lightning striking the water. The Grove, Pohara, photo -I see a Maori ancient face with a big nose, recessed chin, 2 eyes and an indented forehead. Nature in NZ is not just simple formations-It is as if something is trying to communicate with our inner self, to communicate with us. I find it very fascinating that even in your photos, I can feel the mystery, magic, of this unknown force. You saw it in person, it must be unforgettable. What does it all mean, I am not sure but it is from another life force unknown to us.
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I said it once and I will say it again: Unicorns.
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