Spring is in the air,
Everywhere I looked around …

Spring is in the air,
Everywhere I looked around …

There are strange machinations, buried deep in the forest…*

*Completely plagiarised from Tim’s post.
I thought a burst of colour from the archive might brighten my mood, and perhaps yours too.

Number 6 is sweet and generous and thoughtful.

Hitting the rocks creates some waves. Having a board helps ride the swell.

The water pours over the rocks like tears.
It’s been that kind of day.

This image captures my mood perfectly: jittery, scratchy, edgy, unsettled, unbearable, uncomfortable.

Let’s hope tomorrow brings a sense of calm.
You see all sorts of performers on the streets of Melbourne. Some have been around longer than others!

Outside the Town Hall today there was a group of protesters protesting about horse-drawn carriages in the streets of Melbourne. These horses and their driver seem unaffected. And red.
