The five words that Paula has used to stimulate our creativity in March are:
commanding, coarse, gibbous, incremental and
Almost full, neither waxing or waning, the gibbous moon floats
illuminating the road, whilst the internal light display shows the incremental increases in speed, the revs building up until the optimum is reached.
The gibbous moon is loathe to leave as morning breaks. The hovering balloons have a commanding position to see the sea, the moon and the waking city below.
Soon we are walking along the coarse sand, leaving our footprints and paw prints in amongst the pellets the sand bubbler crab has scoured for the almost indigestible, inedible material they have found.
But what we want is something indelible and cruising in Milford sound certainly fits the bill, giving unforgettable memories. No wonder New Zealand’s commander in chief, stood tall, proud of his country of scenic beauty that, early in its history recognised the rights of the indigenous people— now stands with a commanding view over the nations capital, memorialised.
In response to Paula’s prompt for this week’s Thursday’s Special