I was very sad to not have the skill to capture these glorious little wrens, who were singing their hearts to the world. This pair of superb blue wrens might have made a beautiful shot, if another photographer lived here.
Bush stone curlew
One of Australia’s endangered birds, these fellows have a very solemn aspect, for which we have nicknamed the ones at our local sanctuary, ‘the judges’.
Kiss me!
Who could resist?
Not quite my backyard..
Under the projecting frond of the tree fern, bask two young water dragons.
Dead rabbits? Skinned possums? Headless chickens?
No, although all those possibilities have been suggested in describing this scene. It’s Monday wash day. One of the casualties of modernity is the image of rows of white terry squares against our clear, blue sky.
A minute’s silence
Dawn service, ANZAC day.
ANZAC day
Lest we forget.
Base of the falls
Did I want to run through the spray? Absolutely.
But did I?
I’m too grown up now to risk breaking a leg: too many responsibilities. I will have to wait until I am REALLY old to be irresponsible with the same delicious, careless abandon you have as a child.
