29 January 2009
28 January 2009
Mid-Pohangina evening
Another from the whio survey before Christmas. Mid-Pohangina hut sits in a small clearing on the river terrace on the right-hand side of the photo, to the right of those big, semi-silhouetted trees. I came across a pair of whio downstream from here; roughly halfway between the swingbridge and the Cattle Creek confluence. Beautiful birds in a beautiful place.
All content © 2009 Pete McGregor
All content © 2009 Pete McGregor
27 January 2009
16 January 2009
Bantam egg [2]
The second in the series. Not sure if there'll be more, not least because I'm eating them.
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12 January 2009
Cabin curtain
Early morning and the sun rises over the ocean, lighting up the curtain in the little one-room cabin at Flounder Bay.
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10 January 2009
Offline for a while [Flounder Bay rock pool]
I'm offline for a while, so posting will be sporadic for the next couple of weeks. I've scheduled a few photos so drop back in from time to time. Feeds, of course, will be updated automatically.
The photo is from July last year; evening near Flounder Bay.
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The photo is from July last year; evening near Flounder Bay.
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09 January 2009
08 January 2009
Woman at Kileswar [2]
I had a strong impression this woman was one of two who were responsible for much of the day to day running of the Maharajah's retreat at Kileswar in Gujarat's Barda Hills. When we first arrived, she, like most locals we met, maintained a dignified politeness. A kind of cautious welcome. By the end of the week, we were treated to smiles like this.
Only women were tattooed this extensively. Afterwards, we were told, the swelling is so severe that eating is not possible for about three days.
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Only women were tattooed this extensively. Afterwards, we were told, the swelling is so severe that eating is not possible for about three days.
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07 January 2009
06 January 2009
05 January 2009
04 January 2009
03 January 2009
Kaka; Pukaha–Mt Bruce
Aotearoa New Zealand has three endemic species of large parrots. One, the kakapo (Strigops habroptilus) ranks among the world's rarest parrots, with a total population of only 90 birds. The population of kea (Nestor notabilis) is estimated at fewer than about 5000 (perhaps substantially less) and declining. Kaka (Nestor meridionalis), while apparently the most numerous with up to about 10,000 birds, are declining rapidly throughout much of mainland New Zealand. Some large, predator-free offshore islands like Little Barrier and Kapiti support high populations of kaka, but on the mainland the females are particularly vulnerable to predation by stoats because they nest in holes in trees. The bird in the photo is part of a wild but human-habituated flock of North Island kaka (N.m. septentrionalis) at Pukaha–Mt Bruce in the Wairarapa.
Internationally, roughly a quarter to a third of all parrot species are threatened in the wild. Charlie at 10,000 birds has an excellent post introducing "Parrot Month", so head on over and enjoy the read and the photos.
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02 January 2009
Penultimate evening of 2008
Evening of 30 December 2008; the view from the verandah. It's a few minutes earlier than the wall photo. Nothing fancy, just a record shot. In general, I'm not inspired by sunset photos; they've been (almost) done to death and seldom live up to the real thing. This photo is perhaps characterised more by subtlety than spectacle, but it's as close as I can get to how the evening appeared.
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01 January 2009
Snapshot: kitchen, life
My handwriting's generally neater than this — it looks less (much less, I trust) like something left by a drunk fowl with inky feet. It seems to be legible, though. Anyway, I needed to check the time stamp on the camera, so I just pointed it at hip level and fired off a shot so I could compare the time in the EXIF data with the actual time. This is what I got (excluding the notes, of course). I kind of liked it — everything slightly but significantly blurred; off level; a kind of dreamy softness and casualness. "Why not?" I thought, trusting my regular viewers' sense of silliness.
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