After all that lovely holiday sunshine, the weather has changed and clouds keep racing across the sky. The sky was covered in dark grey clouds which looked ready to drop a shower or two of rain all over Robin as he set off to work at 6.30am.
Half an hour later the morning sun was peeping over the Eastern hills and turned the fast moving clouds orange. And is that a bit of blue sky we see there?
During the morning things brightened up considerably, and it looked like we might have a nice day after all. This is more like the weather we expect this time of year.
But…. it didn’t last. The clouds kept rolling by, getting more and more grey. That’s a big nasty rain cloud up there. Seems we will get that rain after all. And we did. It rained all over my washing, hanging on the clothesline outside.
The Maori name for New Zealand is Aotearoa – meaning The Land of the Long White Cloud. The story goes that when Kupe was nearing land after his long voyage from Waikiki, the first sign of land was the peculiar cloud hanging over it. Kupe drew attention to it and said “Surely is a point of land”. His wife, Hine-te-aparangi, called out “He ao! He ao!” (a cloud! a cloud!) Later Kupe decided to call the land after his wife's greeting to it, and the cloud which welcomed them.