Birdlings Flat

This photo was taken the weekend we were in Christchurch. We're on our way to Akaroa at this point, and I'm wearing my favourite dress because we're going to the French farm for lunch. I got it for mum's funeral, but that's okay because I've worn it heaps of times since then, and gotten horrendously boozed in it, so it's not really a funeral dress anymore.

The beach was covered in pebbles of all different sizes, deliciously sun-baked, some of them beautiful jewelled shades when wet, jades and ambers and ivory. But it's sad once you take them away from the water, they dry up, and lose their beauty.