The familiar and the beautiful

I live on the shores of the Manukau Harbour in Auckland. Most days I drive  over the bridge to work thinking of things I need to do, places to go, chores to complete. Because I sail, I often check the wind and the waves to get an idea of what the weather is doing, but usually I don’t see the harbour. This morning, though, it was magical. Early morning fog lightly dusted the harbour against a crystal clear sky. As the sun rose, the fog shimmered with delicate shades of pink, and gold. The air was completely still so the steam from industrial sites rose perfectly upright like columns of sparking silver. It was a living Monet painting, and something so familiar transformed into something stunningly beautiful.

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