What a surprise, to look out my window and see a red sail. Someone was out there, enjoying this beautiful fine day.
And then there were more
and more still
all colours, it seemed.
Later in the afternoon, I took a walk and watched the yachts scudding up and down while several support vessels stayed close by - a young person's training session perhaps. I too have sailed on the Waitemata Harbour. The Maori name— Wai te mataa—refers to water (wai) like the glinting glass of obsidian. The more modern translation is 'sparkling waters'. Today the Waitemata was showing itself off. Everything was just right, the wind, the sun, the water. A perfect day at last!