Hitting the rocks creates some waves. Having a board helps ride the swell.
Category: Photography
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The water pours over the rocks like tears.
It’s been that kind of day.
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This image captures my mood perfectly: jittery, scratchy, edgy, unsettled, unbearable, uncomfortable.
Let’s hope tomorrow brings a sense of calm.
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You see all sorts of performers on the streets of Melbourne. Some have been around longer than others!
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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.
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I was, once again, a long way from the cold that is Melbourne in the winter … and seeing my parents walking hand in hand warmed me more than the northern winter sun.
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I am, once again, a long way from the cold that is Melbourne in the winter … surfing makes much more sense to me up here than it does down south at this time of year.
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Horizons might seem fixed and unchanging, but what looms on the horizon really depends on your perspective, and where you choose to fix your gaze.
Thankfully, things on my horizon are beginning to look a little brighter.
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I am, once again, a long way from the cold that is Melbourne in the winter … but the cane fires remind me that it is winter here too.
Musings from the cold 