Friday, 29 May 2015

Maraetai wharf

As the sun rises I see the old wooden wharf. When it's high tide mould builds up at the bottom of the poles. Shh! The wharf is waking up and about to have breakfast. Clouds are flying by to make the morning sky full.

Thursday, 28 May 2015

The Habour Bridges Sun Set


The bright yellow and orange sun sets down with shadowy clouds closing in the sky. The sun still settling down brightens up the Habour Bridge and buildings near by. The darkness reflects onto the calm sea. Sailing boats are floating in the cold dark night.

Rangitoto Island

 
The crystal clear water gushes to the far away Rangitoto Island. The waves crash on the shore of Rangitoto Island. The wrinkles of the mini mountain rocks lead to the salty ocean water. White candy floss clouds follow the sun to welcome the refreshing morning.

The sandy Beach



The sandy footpath shone and heated up as the gleaming sunshine travelled over the white candy-floss like clouds among the light blue sky. Two rough and unstable cliffs  narrowed the tunnel like pathway as it led to the burning sand. In the distance, Rangitoto Island reflects above the wavy ocean. The harbour's sand piles up in front of the moving shoreline.  

Sun Set City




The suns reflection is bouncing off the water onto the Sky Tower. People around the Harbour Bridge are watching it slowly turn invisible. Dark calm water is like a shadow creeping up on us. The clouds are blocking the Sky Towers view. The sun is switching places with the moon, so the sun is setting.

Rangitoto island

 
The light blue water gush's down the long river, the sun's bright glow reflects on the water. Tree branch's are hanging over the layered rocks and the leaves are shimmering green. The brown rocks are mounted on top of each other, they look like seats made out of rocks. The two cliff like mini mountains, create a narrow pathway to the hot and burning sand.  

Sunshine City


As the sun's about to set, the calm ocean water slowly wanders along the salty sea, and so does a yacht along its way. The dark old wooden wharf stands as still as a statue. The vehicles make such a racket as they race over the shining metal Harbour Bridge. A buoy bounces up and down as the current goes East. The clouds turn to pitch black,from warm coloured ones as it turns to dusk.