Last night turned out to be such a stunning evening. I've started to notice quite wonderful patterns in nature and have been trying to capture soom of these with my camera.
The fields looked like they were quilted with the rows of plastic covering the crops. Dark stitching on white fabric.... some inspiration there me thinks. For some strange reason all the undulations of the hills were really exaggerated.
The water became a sheet of glass as the wind dropped off and there wasn't a ripple as the sun disappeared from view. The local moorings are still empty with very few boats in at present, the marker buoys look like strange floating creatures bobbing on a opalescent sea.
Phew. Made it back to the mooring without hitting anything! It's too close for comfort in the marina and I have to close my eyes as we sail alongside the pontoon, of course i'm not steering at this point and only offer squeals of encouragement as we gracefully dock. Off to the marina bar for a large glass of cool New Zealand white!