My aunt, mum’s younger sister, came to stay recently, travelling, for the first time, on her own from interstate on the train. We had a lovely week together – a mix of busy days and new adventures, and other days of rest and calm.
A few days after she left, gorgeous flowers arrived as a thank you. Aunty Jan had told the florist to choose the flowers carefully because the recipients were photographers ‘of note’. While that’s possibly over-stating things (but thank you AJ), I did spend some time photographing them.
The flowers were predominantly yellow and brightened the kitchen beautifully. Here’s just one of them in the late afternoon light…
Tim and I love to go a-wandering, along a mountain track … and if we can’t find one of those, we drive west for miles until we stumble upon a forest.
Yesterday we stumbled upon sequoia redwoods near Beech Forest in the Otways.
Living in the city means that getting amongst the trees is particularly special – and what a special place this was!
They’re such beautifully contemplative places – places of calm and meditation. At least they are for us (my sister and I), as tourists. There are others for whom these spaces mean something entirely different. One space – many different emotional responses.
The cavernous space is quiet and suffused with late afternoon sunlight … Deb receives some tragic news and sits in quiet contemplation.
An Insta-meet, a bridge, a beam of sunlight, and a man. All the ingredients for an interesting shot!