Please forgive if not quite what you’d like—
Above taken on a walk. The wind-farm is forty kilometres away. The hills beyond, I’m not sure.
Just like anywhere, a field. Southern hemisphere here too, ya know; almost exactly halfway twixt pole and ‘quator.
In Yarrow St in Invergiggle. The Southland Institute of Technology, some of its student accommodation.
In Don Street. Law Courts are just beyond the whimsy, slope of the handle set to local latitude and the brolly part is a star map of when the thing was dedicated.
Currently (or was?) owned by the Sallie Army as accommodation for some of the needy of Invercargill.
A residential street near Queens Park. I took a wee series of this snaps once, trying to catch the seasonal changes. In the end I did’t really get what I was after, so kept just the above.
Just a tiny part of a ‘Scottish’ festival/marching band competition. I love bagpipes, and when they were competing it was something else again … the olde Water Tower in the background; like everything else down here has been officially designated as ‘Earthquake Prone’. In vain I tried to point out the difference between ‘prone’ and ‘risk’ but the local Council knows its own mind. Tourists don’t mind, I guess. In all the years Spouse and I have lived here we’ve felt only one small tremor, so I guess it qualifies. The Council also closedf the Andersen Park Art Gallery for the same ‘reason’ … but I suspect they re trying to concentrate attention into the money-grubbing Central Business District. A half-hearted attempt was made after the Pyramid was closed (the Southland Museum, of course) to relocate that too to the CBD but now there;s talk of possibly maybe perhaps one day re-opening it. In the meantime there are still one or two tuataras (prehistoric lizard things) there; one of which was scoffed by an intruding rat last week.
Here’s another of the Scottie Bandy thingie
And none of these snaps have been edited beyond a little sharpening and cropping.
Below, one of our favourite quickie-coffee places before takeover—
And after …
To our taste, nowhere near as pleasant and now NOISEY! Sheesh, but hey, that’s progress (they tell us.) Convenient, though, and the folks very friendly and obliging. But we still go only in the quieter periods. (I suggested some form of carpeting, as before, but I think the racket actually dissuades lingerers)(certainly keep us out in busy periods)
If these aren’t what you’d like, Ark, let me know. I (we) go to town and around often—and I just love taking snaps.