There he sat, near the library, in the sun. I walked past, saw him, walked back.
Repeat.
Oh, why not?
Yeah sure, he said, with a brilliant smile that reached his eyes.
This is Sharo – yes, just like my name but without the ‘n’. We laughed at that.

There he sat, near the library, in the sun. I walked past, saw him, walked back.
Repeat.
Oh, why not?
Yeah sure, he said, with a brilliant smile that reached his eyes.
This is Sharo – yes, just like my name but without the ‘n’. We laughed at that.

Lindsay was entertaining … himself mostly, although the man behind him was getting into it … his bag mostly … but he had been dancing moments earlier.
Well, bopping really, but no less entertaining.

A moment of stillness in the otherwise (very) busy Bourke St mall.

In the city this afternoon. A laneway. A nook. Red light.

Still life with camera.

We had four seasons today – one minute it was fine, the next it was hailing. Then the wind would howl, a roll of thunder, and torrential rain.
Then the sun came out again.

The Chow Chow dog is one of the oldest dog breeds, originating from northern China. One distinctive feature is its purple tongue.
This one was very shy and mostly hid behind the girl walking him.

Poking through the fence today …

These long afternoons don’t happen often enough here, but when they do they’re wonderful.

There was a motley crowd gathered outside the State Library; some in the group were taking photos, some were chatting, others were standing back waiting for something to happen.
It was a camera group – a film camera group – who get together regularly to photograph the city and its people.
He said yeah sure unreservedly and told me all about the camera club and the facilities they have available. You should pop in some time, he said.
This is Ashton.
