
These tiny Okarito pebbles were collected during my last trip to NZ.

Okarito is a sad place for me and it was difficult making these pieces, even after a year. But as photos help me remember, the morning after the terrible storm, the weather cleared and the alps revealed themselves as I took tea on the beach and managed a smile. And there were the lenticular clouds, lenses of icecrystals, always forming in the path of turbulence. Or in the case of New Zealand, always forming!

3 comments:
To me your trip to NZ is special because you took the time to visit me and to leave a beautiful memory behind ... of a beautiful person ...
To me your trip to NZ is special because you took the time to visit me and to leave a beautiful memory behind ... of a beautiful person ...
I love pebbles on the beach in NZ... I have quite a collection myself, and some driftwood too... after some sweet talking the customs man! I can't imagine swimming on the beach, but just sitting and watching the wildness while big mountains loom and fossicking around is golden... i reckon..
nina
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