Sunny still days again, and the phenomenon of misty mornings - it is still cold, but the air is warmer. I wasn't up early with my camera yesterday but a year ago I was up at sunrise. And this is what I saw:
The colour in the dawn sky gave the water a purple tint, while the rolling mist shrouded the contours of the lower hills of the Orongorongos. This view is looking over the waters of Island Bay. There is a lone fishing boat, one of the fleet that moor in the shelter of the island Taputeranga. The times like this when the sea seems an improbable colour make sense for me of Homer's description of the "wine dark sea."