I went out for a ramble with my camera today; and was rewarded with two ticks trying to hitch a ride back to my place. I hope it was only two. I have double checked. You can’t always be sure you found all of the little blighters though. I found a dirt path along the limestone cliffs that wound its way through the undergrowth. It was hard to resist.
When I woke up this morning, I was greeted by housework. Considering I was barely home over the weekend, a surprising amount of work was generated. But the day was bright, warm and clear. The seaside beckoned. And so I had my green tea and rice for breakfast and headed out.
I hadn’t really thought about taking my camera but it was already packed in my backpack. It felt good wandering around on the coast, tramping through the sand. Pausing to contemplate the view, the wildflowers and the salty air. This is one of the photos I took, with others to come over the next few days.
It felt good to get home and I applied myself to the housework and task of job hunting with renewed vigour. After the mental exhaustion of the weekend I feel much more positive.
Found this sitting in my draft folder. I know that its in Point Peron as I recognise the silhouettes, but not when it was taken or why we were there. We go here a lot though, so it may have just been a walk and the sky was a lovely colour.
Another recovered photo from the corrupted SD card. I remember stopping by the side of the road just before sunset because I was surprised that the mist had already begun to settle.
This is another photo recovered from the corrupted SD card that Sam managed to perform a successful recovery on. Its from the same holiday as Albany – 2013. On the way back up we pulled over by a small, nondescript carpark for lunch. We seen an old, moss-covered sign that indicated there was a trail through the forest leading down to a waterfall. Since it had been raining for the past week we thought we’d see if the waterfall was running. Sadly, it wasn’t. But the walk was lovely.
Soft hues of pink and yellow green in the midday sun. I love the softness of this photo, despite the how harsh midday sun tends to be. Last day of winter isn’t too bad though, I guess. These succulents are common in the sand dunes where I live, and have the softest pink flowers. I thought I’d do something different though, since the leaves themselves were so striking in their colouring.
“Getting out there” has been put on hold. I’ve had a cough for over a month now, which has gotten worse over the last week. My doctor has referred me to a specialist, and put me on steroids to help with my breathing. My lungs are wheezing and rattling whenever I exhale, and he said that my bronchi are collapsing. Possibly weakened when I had pneumonia.
So, instead, now that I’m feeling a little more cognisant, here’s post two from the walk I went on a few weeks ago.
The photos that I’ve uploaded recently were part of a backlog of images that had been sitting stagnant on my hard drive; waiting for the day when I could bring myself to look at them. They were taken shortly after I finished studying last year after a break of about six months. It also coincided…
The last of three photos I intend to post from last December, when I sat nestled among the rocks watching the dawn. I took more, but I don’t feel as though they’re able to express the feelings around that moment in time as well.
I enjoy this one a fair bit as, when I’ve taken photos at sunrise and sunset in the past I’ve focused more on the sun and sky, and less on the effects it is having on the world around me. I’d make a concerted effort to seek out the beautiful light playing over the rocks and low trees. This one is a clear favourite for me. Its peaceful just looking at it.
Another of the photos taken in Bunker Bay. The lichen on the rocks by the shoreline was such a vivid orange colour. It was incredible. As the day grew brighter the colour seemed less intense, so I’m glad I caught this in the light of dawn.
A rainy day spent driving through the hills surrounding Perth, in Western Australia. We put the seats down in the back of the car, threw in our camp mattress and spent the afternoon listening to the rain, reading and having an indoor picnic. During a brief break in the showery weather, I ducked out with my camera and wandered around for a bit.
The air was cool, and crisp. The only sound the gentle tapping of raindrops as they fell through leaves and branches to the wet earth below.
Another older photo. This one taken on the Black Diamond (a catamaran we were on at the time), looking out over the inlet we spent the night in off Hook Island (near Airlie Beach, Queensland). It was the most peaceful morning I’ve ever experienced. I woke up to cool, sea air and silence apart from the gentle lapping of waves against the hull and the birds deep in the centre of the island.
My husband and I loved this one so much we have a canvas print of it in our living room. Looking at it fills me with a sense of calm, and peace as I remember that beautiful morning.