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.
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.
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.
There is a place, near where I live, which has sunsets that are as beautiful as they are frequent. Those that burn through the sky in summer are always the loveliest, the most striking and breath-taking. So much so that people will come here from far away just to see the sunset.