The ground is starting to crack in places and the farmland surrounding our house is slowly turning from dull green to pale gold as summer cranks up to full capacity. February is the hottest month here in New Zealand, and as well as the heat us Northlanders have to cope with high humidity which drains you dry of sweat and the will to even lift a finger.
But this morning there was a misty rain like a tablecloth of fine gauze sitting over the hills and paddocks, cooling the air and depositing tiny diamonds of dew over everything it touched.
Within a matter of minutes the sun burned through and the diamonds dissolved.
So I've decided to pick "summer" as my word for Shutter Sisters' One Word Project; what summer means to me and what summer is about here in New Zealand
Wow Fi, this shot's gorgeous!