There is something quite magical about the light in the Wairarapa. It must be the plane of the earth in this part of New Zealand. I don’t think I have ever experienced so many pretty sunrises as I have here. It makes getting up early quite exciting! The colours have been so particularly stunning on occasion that I have had to stop what I was doing and take photos! They are not very good photos. Too grainy, but they captured the light perfectly.
Violet sunrise – I have never seen this light before!
And now, my favourite, a celebration of winter!
A breathtakingly cold, clear morning, the frost lay thick like snow on the fields and in high, spiky tuffs on the fence and car. Icy sparkles decorated the deck, shimmering like diamonds in the rays of the rising sun.
Slowly a mist rose, to veil the landscape in an exquisite, gauzy light.
I rather did pity the cows their breakfast of ice.
If you are wondering, do not fear – I have knitting news to share. I’ll be back later this weekend with an update. 🙂
A happy start to the weekend to you!