Painting just a glass, over and over. I wish I’d thought of that. Interesting post! Jane
– or a buoy…
I would paint these orange buoys, over and over. Great reflections! Jane
Wow, this transported me, but for a completely different reason. Papakura is where I spent much of my childhood, it is a town in New Zealand where my grandparents lived, where my mother was born and therefore a name that evokes a million different memories. My grandfather had a boat too, he name in JaNeen after his two daughters Janice (my mother) and Colleen.
So how did Papakura arrive here?
I hoped someone who knew the place would see this! I noticed the name and actually went home to check it up, I had never heard it before.
Then I discovered it was the name of a town on – literally – the other side of the globe!!! How strange is that?!
How Papakura arrived in Stavanger – I really don’t have a clue!
It’s a Maori (the language of indigenous Maori of NZ) name, so unlikely to come from anywhere else. Most intriguing indeed! That little boat has more than one story to tell I am sure. 🙂
I will definitively keep an eye on the boat in the time to come!
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