Maurice
@windypops.bsky.social
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
Pink-floyd-time-lyrics
🚫Crypto
🚫Marketing
🚫Porn.
Sundown creepin' round my local pier.
November 10, 2025 at 3:01 AM
Sundown creepin' round my local pier.
Small struggles prepare us for flights we cannot imagine yet.
November 7, 2025 at 12:57 AM
Small struggles prepare us for flights we cannot imagine yet.
Higher trails.
Following the narrow path.
3 of Auckland cities 53 volcanoes in view. Takarunga, Maungauika, and Motukorea island in the distance.
Following the narrow path.
3 of Auckland cities 53 volcanoes in view. Takarunga, Maungauika, and Motukorea island in the distance.
November 6, 2025 at 9:29 AM
Higher trails.
Following the narrow path.
3 of Auckland cities 53 volcanoes in view. Takarunga, Maungauika, and Motukorea island in the distance.
Following the narrow path.
3 of Auckland cities 53 volcanoes in view. Takarunga, Maungauika, and Motukorea island in the distance.
Photo bombed by a Parrot.
November 5, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Photo bombed by a Parrot.
Evening hues in yellows, greens reds and blues.
November 3, 2025 at 5:48 AM
Evening hues in yellows, greens reds and blues.
Sunrise: nature's daily masterpiece.
Towards Motukorea
Island of the pied oystercatcher
Towards Motukorea
Island of the pied oystercatcher
November 1, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Sunrise: nature's daily masterpiece.
Towards Motukorea
Island of the pied oystercatcher
Towards Motukorea
Island of the pied oystercatcher
Clouds.
Natures ever-changing widescreen,
screen saver.
This mornings offering.
Natures ever-changing widescreen,
screen saver.
This mornings offering.
October 30, 2025 at 8:25 PM
Clouds.
Natures ever-changing widescreen,
screen saver.
This mornings offering.
Natures ever-changing widescreen,
screen saver.
This mornings offering.
It was a beautiful golden dawn.
Now a beautiful pink evening🙏
Now a beautiful pink evening🙏
October 29, 2025 at 7:22 AM
It was a beautiful golden dawn.
Now a beautiful pink evening🙏
Now a beautiful pink evening🙏
That's true. They were simply piled up on the owners farm awaiting a new purpose.
Some battens returned as new fencing. A very resilient native timber called totara.
Some battens returned as new fencing. A very resilient native timber called totara.
October 28, 2025 at 6:37 PM
That's true. They were simply piled up on the owners farm awaiting a new purpose.
Some battens returned as new fencing. A very resilient native timber called totara.
Some battens returned as new fencing. A very resilient native timber called totara.
It's a golden morning outside
With fragments of cloud in the sky
Like a sea of a cloudy tide
What a wonderful view to spy
Manish.
With fragments of cloud in the sky
Like a sea of a cloudy tide
What a wonderful view to spy
Manish.
October 28, 2025 at 6:12 PM
It's a golden morning outside
With fragments of cloud in the sky
Like a sea of a cloudy tide
What a wonderful view to spy
Manish.
With fragments of cloud in the sky
Like a sea of a cloudy tide
What a wonderful view to spy
Manish.
In another life I built a feature wall of recycled fence battens
from a sheep farm.
It smells of lanoline.
🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 😃
from a sheep farm.
It smells of lanoline.
🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 😃
October 28, 2025 at 4:43 AM
In another life I built a feature wall of recycled fence battens
from a sheep farm.
It smells of lanoline.
🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 😃
from a sheep farm.
It smells of lanoline.
🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 🐑 😃
Feeding pets is therapeutic🐰
October 26, 2025 at 9:42 PM
Feeding pets is therapeutic🐰
Struth Bruce! White Gumboots in the freezing works too.
I'm showing me age.
What would Fred and the Trevs have made of it?
I'm showing me age.
What would Fred and the Trevs have made of it?
October 26, 2025 at 3:31 AM
Struth Bruce! White Gumboots in the freezing works too.
I'm showing me age.
What would Fred and the Trevs have made of it?
I'm showing me age.
What would Fred and the Trevs have made of it?
Where would you be without them?
Ok I'm splitting hairs maybe but shouldn't they be Red Band boots?
Got my first pair as a 10 year-old helping out in the cowshed at milking time. 😁
Ok I'm splitting hairs maybe but shouldn't they be Red Band boots?
Got my first pair as a 10 year-old helping out in the cowshed at milking time. 😁
October 26, 2025 at 2:28 AM
Where would you be without them?
Ok I'm splitting hairs maybe but shouldn't they be Red Band boots?
Got my first pair as a 10 year-old helping out in the cowshed at milking time. 😁
Ok I'm splitting hairs maybe but shouldn't they be Red Band boots?
Got my first pair as a 10 year-old helping out in the cowshed at milking time. 😁
Incredible. We're about as far apart as possible but it blows this old boys mind that we can communicate so freely. 😹
October 25, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Incredible. We're about as far apart as possible but it blows this old boys mind that we can communicate so freely. 😹
Will you brush me?
Yes I will brush you.
Spasibo!
Yes I will brush you.
Spasibo!
October 25, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Will you brush me?
Yes I will brush you.
Spasibo!
Yes I will brush you.
Spasibo!
Boats, birds and boundless beauty.
October 23, 2025 at 6:32 PM
Boats, birds and boundless beauty.
My little puppy cat Molly is 16 now, still as cute as ever and always at my side😺
October 20, 2025 at 6:36 AM
My little puppy cat Molly is 16 now, still as cute as ever and always at my side😺
Auckland city night lights. From Takarunga, 2020.
30 seconds exposure.
30 seconds exposure.
October 17, 2025 at 5:18 AM
Auckland city night lights. From Takarunga, 2020.
30 seconds exposure.
30 seconds exposure.
Surfing the breeze.
Tracing contours of hillsides and coast,
A gull and a god, in a weightless host.
This is the freedom the caged spirit craves,
A journey that glides on the air's unseen waves.
Tracing contours of hillsides and coast,
A gull and a god, in a weightless host.
This is the freedom the caged spirit craves,
A journey that glides on the air's unseen waves.
October 14, 2025 at 7:22 PM
Surfing the breeze.
Tracing contours of hillsides and coast,
A gull and a god, in a weightless host.
This is the freedom the caged spirit craves,
A journey that glides on the air's unseen waves.
Tracing contours of hillsides and coast,
A gull and a god, in a weightless host.
This is the freedom the caged spirit craves,
A journey that glides on the air's unseen waves.
As a boy I'd be
in the sun on golden sand
all day swim dive play
in the sun on golden sand
all day swim dive play
October 12, 2025 at 9:41 PM
As a boy I'd be
in the sun on golden sand
all day swim dive play
in the sun on golden sand
all day swim dive play
Sunset on the soccer field ⚽
October 11, 2025 at 9:44 AM
Sunset on the soccer field ⚽
"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is? They say the boids are on the wing, but that's absurd, the wing's on the boid!"
Way down South in
Aotearoa New Zealand
My gardens alive 😃
Way down South in
Aotearoa New Zealand
My gardens alive 😃
October 9, 2025 at 1:27 AM
"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is? They say the boids are on the wing, but that's absurd, the wing's on the boid!"
Way down South in
Aotearoa New Zealand
My gardens alive 😃
Way down South in
Aotearoa New Zealand
My gardens alive 😃
There on a grey day
Sits a white-faced blue heron
From a silver perch.
Sits a white-faced blue heron
From a silver perch.
October 6, 2025 at 8:55 PM
There on a grey day
Sits a white-faced blue heron
From a silver perch.
Sits a white-faced blue heron
From a silver perch.