I’m travelling up to Auckland (NZ’s most populous city) next week and I have started to think about what I might try and photograph while I am there. This of course led me to look at the images from past visits and I came across this one which I have to say was my biggest surprise and the one that delights me the most.
The tiny house.
I try to walk everywhere when in Auckland (within reason) and on this day I was ambling down Dominion Road (one of the cities major vehicular thoroughfares) when I came to Potters Park near the big Balmoral intersection (if you know, you know).
I happened to glance down just at the right moment and saw this wee house set amongst the green grass. I was quite taken aback and said to myself ‘how is it that I have never seen that before. I’ve walked past here many times’. It’s so cute and sweet and quite unusual – something so small in such a big, vast city. I wonder how many people walk by it every single day and don’t know it’s there.
Needless to say I whipped out my phone and managed to get a good picture of it. I marveled at it for a few minutes more and proceeded on my way. I had a smile on my face for the rest of the day and indeed, every time I look at the tiny house I feel happy. How can you not?
When I’m back in the big smoke I’m going to make a point of checking up on my little friend to see if there is any explanation for it’s presence. Not that it will change how I feel about it. I am so glad it’s there, watching people and the world go by.
Long may it occupy it’s small spot in the bustling life of the city.