Week 29: In search of colour

It's a fairly grim day when I go for a walk over Seatoun Heights to Miramar - the way is lined with trees and brooding churches.



I have to find colour where I can.

I spy some birds picking blossom from the trees. The wax-eyes are very tasty, according to a previous cat.


Tuis are too big.

The views can be pretty stunning too from either side of the tunnel towards Miramar and Seatoun.