Saturday, 24 February 2007
Belle made these pieces of jewellery I now have in my possession. I love the way they remind me of collections of stones and shells. I have photographed the necklace with some beach glass I've collected which match the beach glass Belle has incorporated into the design. Check out her website and scroll down to a November post for another look at her very fine jewellery.
The other day was one of those warm, still summer days rare in Dunedin, so I decided to take full advantage. The only thing I forgot to bring was an apple to eat - but I had everything else.
A piece of cloth to lie on, my sandals to hold down the corners, a thermos of coffee, a book to read, a book to write in, a pen, my sunglasses, suntan lotion, a floppy hat, my mobile phone and the bag my Australian sister gave me just the other day. (I should make this a 'Can You Spot The ...' competition!)
University students and lovers seemed to be the only other ones here. The lovers strolled the beach as if time didn't exist and the students, free to gambol before classes start up in earnest next week, desperately tried to kick rugby balls into the ocean.
A lone female surfer in a wet-suit (necessary in this cold part of the Pacific Ocean) managed to find a bit of surf, but the breakers were lazy and low. There was just not the usual surfing waves on tap.
The sky was six shades of blue, with some long, smooth clouds of purple and grey to give it texture. To the east, some clouds had a faint green tinge to them. The view I looked out at was a fine one of White Island. No-one knows whether it is called that because of waves crashing into the rocks around it, causing it to be constantly surrounded by white foam, or because of the guano it is covered in. (Or, who knows, maybe it is simply named after a Mr White?)
I spent a very pleasant couple of hours in my spot, all alone for several meters on all sides, and read and dreamed the afternoon away. And yes I did think, "Ah. This is the life." Several times.