Autumn has begun to feel its way into the valley. In the late afternoon at the top of the No. 1 Line track, sunlight grazed the ridges, lighting up the old pahautea (
Libocedrus bidwillii) — some dead, some still with a tenacious grip on life. White puffy clouds in a blue sky, a small cricket singing in the grass nearby, a tui calling in the gully below the lookout. I drank Lapsang Souchong tea, wrote a few notes and let the sun dry the remains of my old icebreaker top.
[23 March 2013, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 100–300 mm at 264 mm, ISO 200, 1/640 at f6.3]
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