I’d been shooting the surfers in their waiting room for quite a while, being dissatisfied with the limitations of my dear old camera, when a large grey cylinder loomed into my peripheral vision. Attached to it was a man wielding a bulky tripod attached to a small black camera. As I remarked to Amy apropos lens envy, I almost cried, when I thought of the shots he’d get, and blurted out something to the effect of ‘talk about making a person’s point and shoot look pretty inadequate’. He […]
One of my favourite moments, here in another paradise, occurs just after driving past the Lifesavers Club car park at Alexandra Headland. Right at that point the road crosses a little stream, and if you turn your head back over your left shoulder you get the most expansive view along the beach. I was passing the other day and just had to stop. The light was beginning to turn, as was the tide, and by some lucky fluke I had my camera […]
Coming back home I was quite surprised at how this sport has become so much more popular in just four or five years. In the evening, as they glide through the purple light, one can see why. Posted in response to On Top, this week’s Photo Challenge. PS – Not having a pet of my own yet, I had a lovely time baby sitting my friends’ two cats at Christmas. It was amusing how each had a favourite spot. Kitka’s was […]
Time was, the habit was coffee and a cigarette. In the mornings, the habit was combined with the news of the day; at any other spare moment, the habit was combined with a book. That was until I discovered Sudoku, gave up cigarettes, and was beguiled by a Sri Lankan ritual called ‘bed tea’. These days, with no pressure to get off to work on time, or take care of Ma or Papa, I indulge my three-headed habit whenever and […]
This week’s WP Photo Challenge gives me the opportunity to show you the very idiosyncratic horizons of the Sunshine Coast, dominated, to the south of Buderim, by the old volcanic plugs of the Glasshouse Mountains.
Though life hasn’t taken on much in the way of a routine yet, imagine me wandering out from my (still almost empty) flat, down the road, across the street to the river, just in time to catch the sunrise – yes indeed, a very good morning from another Paradise. On the way back all I could do was marvel … … how beautiful is our world.
The Maroochy River winds its short path from the hinterland, emerging, through shifting sandbars, to the sea. These shots of the river’s mouth at Cotton Tree Park are in response to this week’s WP Photo Challenge – The Sea.