I spent the afternoon strolling through the streets that surround Dunedin’s wharf with no real purpose. It had turned into one of those typical summer days in Dunedin where the light misty rain and 12 degree temperature was occasionally spoiled with patches of blue sky and a general feeling of warmth. I do like walking around Dunedin very much, I think it’s because I do it so little that I’m always surprised with what I find. On this occasion as I turned a corner I came across a piece of street art by someone called Stickum. It was a bright and lovely mural that highlighted all the different cultures and people which settled in the area. That, or the artist wanted to paint a massive Octopus and needed to find some other ways to make it relevant. As I stood taking it in, a Holden Colorado 4WD came around the corner and gave me half a dozen friendly blasts of his horn to remind me that standing in the road wasn’t a good idea. In response, I was tempted to point out that I was only taking up a meter or two of space and that we in actual fact drive on the left hand side of the road in Aotearoa with a speed limit of less than 80km in the inner city, however as I wasn’t feeling particularly brave, I withheld a friendly and I poilently moved. That’ll show ‘em! John's Blog https://blog.caswellimages.com/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
The next day I decided that my stroll around the wharf wasn’t nearly as extensive as I’d have liked, so I set off the next day without delay for another look around. My route soon took me along Portsmouth Drive where I found a strong north easterly wind rocketing through. Doing my best to navigate my way in the breeze, I eventually found myself once again at the steamer basin. Apart from the wind, the day was fine and clear and all around the wharf there were little pockets of people happily getting covered in sea spray as they watched their lines bob up and down. I stood for a moment wondering how much fish they actually caught before a heavy gust of wind separated me from my hat. It was my cue to leave. John's Blog https://blog.caswellimages.com/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
I strode past a line of Southern Rātā trees or Metrosideros umbellata as it’s known in the scientific community. The tree is a kind of a local Christmas Tree and as they flower into brilliant reds each year in summer. They also remind me of the Southland Rugby Team when it wins. I know it’s going to happen each year, yet I’m constantly surprised when it does. John's Blog https://blog.caswellimages.com/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
