And kawakawa having a growth spurt with its candle-like flowers.
And rangiora spreading its fragrant flowerets. It can take a bit of practice to see native flowers, since they are usually green or white, being pollinated at night by moths.
I rejoice in these signs of new life, that have been undeterred by the frosts that fell on the fields on the flats below.
My photography and blogging may be slowed down for a while, as I'll explain in my next post.