Not sure I captured the light through these leaves as I would have liked, but it's probably thanks to omnia's brilliant photographs that I even noticed it at all.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Rural track
There's a track, winding back - but no shack, and this isn't on the road to Gundagai. Just the wonder of an enormous sky, the clouds catching the warmth of the late afternoon light. Five minutes later the sky was monochrome, the warmth but a bare smoulder of crimson on the western mountains.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Winter tree
This tree has local heritage listing - it's enormous. In autumn, the leaves below form a thick carpet that delights small children as they fall and toss and play. Now in winter, against the grey light of early morning, it seems more remote; but still beautiful, an intricate tracery of twigs and branches against a monochrome sky. With so many local trees being eucalypts and thus evergreen, this one offers a different view.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Quilt: work in progress
The sample block, the cut out pieces, the design in a plastic sleeve, the design notebook, the black Bic fine point pen (blame my sixth grade teacher for that particularity), the sewing machine, the plastic sectioned box with extra feet, bobbins, threads, the green cutting mat, the (invisible) yellow rotary cutter - yup, it's all there.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Reading: Watership Down
It's years since I read this for the first time, and some years since I've read it again. It was just as much of a pleasure - this time particularly, beyond the well-told story, which mostly came back to me as I read, other things made an impact. Adams's ability to put you into the English countryside with all your senses, so you hear the birds, see the turn and shape of leaves - evocative writing. The story remains strong, but also the truth of it - how many times and in how many countries/cultures since has a Woundwort had the chance to change the world, and has stayed with autocracy rather than adventuring to co-operation?
If you haven't read it in a while, treat yourself. Wonderful writing.
If you haven't read it in a while, treat yourself. Wonderful writing.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
It's not easy being green
And it's a complete puzzle as to why someone woud require pleated woollen shorts in precisely this eye-dazzling shade of green. The world's a strange place. Even more when you can find shell buttons in pretty much precisely the same shade. Perhaps the fact that I found the shorts in an op shop might explain them - they're in very good nick, so it doesn't look as though they saw much wear...
Friday, August 25, 2006
Magnolia
Is it blossom week or what? I keep noticing and enjoying the neighbourhood magnolias. I remember none from childhood, but now find them glorious.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Another blossom tree
More spring, even against a grey morning sky. They're promising rain, which while welcome will probably batter about some of these delicate blossoms. So they're to be enjoyed while they're here.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Vista
The river that's been there forever, and the lakes being created from quarrying gravel for a hungry, growing city. Hadn't been to this lookout for a while - the sheer size of this project is astonishing. Photo was taken late afternoon, with the mountains casting an eastward shadow.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Jonquils
Spring. Or something like it - although while the days have been rather warm, it still cools down close to zero at night.
Jonquils are a favourite flower - and still, unlike many flowers/fruits/vegetables, seasonal, so you can enjoy them and then anticipate them. They don't become ho-hum.
Jonquils are a favourite flower - and still, unlike many flowers/fruits/vegetables, seasonal, so you can enjoy them and then anticipate them. They don't become ho-hum.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Cart (no horse)
Some kind of vintage cart - I don't know enough about carts to know. The garden beyond is filled with sticklike rose bushes, waiting for summer - although on a warm Sunday afternoon in winter, summer didn't seem so far away.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Bird on a wire
Kookaburra sits on a telephone wire...
or maybe it's an electricity wire.
This is not my area of expertise. I do quilts.
(would you look at that beautiful sky??)
or maybe it's an electricity wire.
This is not my area of expertise. I do quilts.
(would you look at that beautiful sky??)
Thursday, August 17, 2006
(Patchwork)
There's patchwork everywhere - we are always putting elements and geometry together in a multitude of ways, from the rustic honesty of this letterbox? pillar? to the technoprecision of city office buildings.
The fence adjacent to this is a sandstone wall, with deliberately-chosen stone of fairly even colour. I'm intrigued by this, though: will is remain so varied in colour (which I do like very much) or is this the kind of base that then gets rendered or otherwise hidden?
The fence adjacent to this is a sandstone wall, with deliberately-chosen stone of fairly even colour. I'm intrigued by this, though: will is remain so varied in colour (which I do like very much) or is this the kind of base that then gets rendered or otherwise hidden?
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Frosty violets
(OK, so I'm still mining the weekend's photos.) But how can I not use this one? The precise, delicate frost on a tangle of violets. The leaf caught amongst them.
It can be so much easier to see the places you don't live every day - it freshens your eyes. In the everyday round of work and home, the everyday routines of this day, week, year, it's more of a challenge to find something new. And yet... I am pleased with what I've learned and am learning to see.
It's still a pleasure to go away and have beautiful things like this to photograph.
It can be so much easier to see the places you don't live every day - it freshens your eyes. In the everyday round of work and home, the everyday routines of this day, week, year, it's more of a challenge to find something new. And yet... I am pleased with what I've learned and am learning to see.
It's still a pleasure to go away and have beautiful things like this to photograph.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Lake George
Lake George is on the way to Canberra, just after the village of Collector; the road skirts around the lake.
It fascinates me - it's vast, and so often there is little water there, so you see fences and grazing sheep. Other times all you would see in this photo is water between the trees and the distant mountains.
More information on Lake George here and here (scroll down to the end for this one).
Monday, August 14, 2006
Abandoned church 1
This is on the Federal Highway heading into Canberra. I always look for it and wonder about its history. No particular settlement or villages nearby, just this small church. Little or no zoom on this picture, so you can see how it looks from the road.
Look at the difference between the watered paddocks and the unwatered foreground.
Look at the difference between the watered paddocks and the unwatered foreground.
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