Hope you get back on your bike again soon, Dad.
Month: June 2016
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Variation on an iris …
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Getting the light right is more difficult than it may at first appear.
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A sunny afternoon, albeit a cold one.
A trip to Port Melbourne.
A shot across three lanes of traffic.
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This image speaks of mystery: the rocks close in, the sky darkens, the figure leans in, searching the light.
There is story here: what is he searching for? What is left that he could find? What questions plague him, all these years later?
He searches, then turns and simply walks away.
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The roses are dying …
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The trees dropped their bundle …
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A different view of a flower I posted a few days ago …
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I bought these (beautiful) roses last week at the local florist. I thought they looked good with my morning cuppa.
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One more flower … because, really, you can never have too many flowers.
Musings from the cold 