They’re spiky and they’re spiny
The flowers are quite tiny.
They’re altogether shiny,
The Hakea family.
Tag: Victoria
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There are strange machinations, buried deep in the forest…*
*Completely plagiarised from Tim’s post.
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The water pours over the rocks like tears.
It’s been that kind of day.
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I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … but this flower reminds me that there is sometimes warmth there.
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I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … but this image takes me back there.
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This image speaks of mystery: the rocks close in, the sky darkens, the figure leans in, searching the light.
There is story here: what is he searching for? What is left that he could find? What questions plague him, all these years later?
He searches, then turns and simply walks away.
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The trees dropped their bundle …
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I generally don’t take landscape images, but when there’s a lake and it’s sunset and the water is still and the reflections are sharp, I figured … why not?
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I generally don’t take landscape images, but last weekend I had a hankering to capture flowing water using a filter to slow down the shutter speed, and hence slow down the water.
Here is my first attempt.
Icons of Melbourne #16
To finish the Melbourne icon series we have decided to focus on what is perhaps the most iconic mode of transport in the city: the tram.
Over time, the trams have changed, but here’s one of the older types.
Here are two other photos … one more abstract than the other.
Tim’s image of the new-look Melbourne tram is here.
Musings from the cold 