The silver fern is one of the unofficial symbols of New Zealand.
The silvery white underside of a silver fern frond. Otari-Wilton’s Bush, Wellington, NZ
This tree-fern is endemic to New Zealand. The name comes from the silvery white color of the leaves’ undersides.
Christchurch left me with a feeling of early spring, when it’s still chilly at dawn but the sun is definitely warm in the late morning. When the snow crocus shoots appear, when the buds swell and the light green tiny leaves unfurl. Before the allergies, before the bugs emerge, way before the days start getting shorter. Continue reading “Christchurch Seven and a Half Years after the Earthquake”
The picture was taken in Oxford, early Spring
The man-made wall is (presumably) ancient, solid, dead. The tree, the sky, the bird are light and transient.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Half and Half.”
Walking around in the residential area abloom off Alberta Street has been one the highlights of the Portland Tango Marathon.
Ana and I meet before twilight. Continue reading “Ederlezi”
Love letters understated 