The last time I done a set of photos for my sister and her family, their little girl Kaitlyn wasn’t even born. I felt now would be a good time to provide the family with a new group photo to share with their loved ones.
Sooo… my camera stopped working. I’d gotten up at 4am intending to take photos of the sunrise over the bay. The night before, since I hadn’t been out in so long, I double checked everything was working and in good order; the battery fully charged and my camera bag/tripod waiting by the front door so I could get up and out.
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.
This isn’t one of the photos from Bunker Bay, but it is another of the photos I found on my card. I’d taken this for my brother-in-law and his wife as a present. Taken in the Supreme Court Gardens in Perth, it was a quick shot that I like quite a bit. Its a shame about the tree trunk in the top corner drawing your eye away but I was hot and grumpy when I took the photo (Summer in WA isn’t my favourite season).
Finding forgotten SD cards is like a trip down memory lane. I should be more careful with them, though its always nice to see photos again that you’d decided weren’t good enough at the time. Whilst I’m still not happy with this, and the other two I’ll be uploading over the next week, I felt they were worth sharing since they were the last things I shot with my camera before the great drought of early 2016.
From December last year, when I drove myself (and some of my family) down to Bunker Bay in the state’s south west late in the evening. We arrived at about 3am. While the others settled down for a few hours shut eye I found I was unable to rest or relax (I ended up being awake if I recall correctly for over 48 hours in the end). Restless and sweltering in the heat, I decided it would be better to stop trying.
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.
Posting up some of my older photos (not all, obviously) that mean something to me. Hopefully something new coming soon!
A number of years ago, my husband and I went on a driving tour through the Mid West (Western Australia) to see the wildflowers. It wasn’t as good as year as I’d seen previously, and I keep meaning to head back again, but its still a treat to see the red deserts covered carpets of pink, white and yellow flowers.