birds

Sometimes while on the phone
I fiddle with whatever

is nearby. 

earliest cave painting

wreck

On the western side of the main beach at Byron Bay

there's an old wreck which often has bigger waves.

Here you can just see the surfers behind the wave spray.

Got them last week, it's been raining heavily for

days, have hardly been out.

I missed the transit of venus, some good photos at 

downthewormhole

harbour

Many large ficus at Balmoral, & a calm beach where

we went one day. The graceful angophora (here growing on

a sandstone boulder) are common along the coast.

A full moon while I was in Sydney, an eclipse too,

then a transit of venus, wonder if it means anything ?

& below my friends' house, a wonderful cove, 

this rock is a particular favourite.

The city is not far away, yet seems so.

francescatosarelli

sydney

In Sydney for a week to meet friends, it was very wet

most of the time, but good to be somewhere different.

A festival named Vivid was in progress around 

the Opera House & Circular Quay.

There were moving light shows across the museum of

contemporary art, the opera house, & nearby buildings

I liked this one. The projection moved across the curves,

you'll have to imagine that. A large crowd seemed

to be enjoying it too.

vivid time lapse

windy

Back from Sydney ahead of the big storms there, 

the top of the waves in Byron were being

caught by the strong winds. Its cold too.

This large carpet snake was trying for some sun

in my neighbours garden. Another neighbour has

chickens, perhaps that's why it's so fat. 

I'll add some Sydney shots in next days.

jacketmechanical

fade

This was at full stretch, in low light, I like it because its

 reminiscent of memory.. fading. Its the Mekong

at Luang Prabang in Laos.

dam controversy

trees

We (collectively) have such a strange relationship with trees,

wouldn't you say? In Nepal I saw a photo in a museum, 

of young girls who were betrothed to a tree.

I'm more on the worship side, or the carving that 

somehow expresses that, but marrying one is perhaps too much... 

the oldest trees