I wander down little Collins St late one night … and there’s Chuckle Park inviting me in. I politely decline and keep wandering.

I wander down little Collins St late one night … and there’s Chuckle Park inviting me in. I politely decline and keep wandering.

I wander past the Town Hall, and am greeted by sunflowers. Some of them are in the process of dying … but then again, aren’t we all?

I sit on the steps of the old Post Office, down one end of the Bourke St mall, and watch people watching people.

I was in Melbourne’s Bourke St mall last weekend, listening to Gareth, a fiercely talented pianist. I looked up and noticed this man on the edges of the crowd. The next day he was there again, listening to Gareth, hovering – drawn by the beautiful music, yet seeming reluctant to get too close.

Good things come in threes – or so they say.

Who are ‘they’?
Birthday ice-cream.

Pity it was just a photo and not a sample!
Urban scene.
I don’t generally do street photography, but I kind of liked the way the tree divided the scene so clearly.

Despite what it looks like, Tim wasn’t playing hide and seek with the well-dressed men wearing bow ties.

An Insta-meet, a bridge, a beam of sunlight, and a man. All the ingredients for an interesting shot!
