When the sun goes down
Lately it’s been quite a relief when the sun goes down, a week of temps over 40 (celcius) has everyone going a little stir crazy.
BEAM
This old beam from a long ago jetty provides a place for preening cormorants.
FRANTIC PELICAN PARADE
The lonely lookout on the lamp post sends a signal to the gathering crowd, fishermen start cleaning their catch and everyone moves in for the scraps, I can almost hear them saying “mine, mine, mine, mine….”
WOOL, STRAIGHT LINES
Plenty of straight lines inside this historical woolshed circa 1923, located within the grounds of the Werribee outdoor zoo.
309 THE LETTER H
One happy hippo cools herself by taking a dip.
300 TEXTURED
I love the textured look of the trunk of this old peppercorn/pepper tree that watches over one of my favourite parking spots in town. Even though they are considered as weeds in this country they can be found just about everywhere.
177 METALLIC
This is the look I was given when I innocently asked if she did ‘requests’, how was I to know that she only knew ‘Metallica’ songs with a bottletop backbeat……?
152 IN SHADOW
Tucker’s waterhole in shadow, a shady spot to sit and and be mellow, if you’re quiet enough you will hear a cow bellow, or spy on a honeyeater that’s black and yellow.
148 HOPE
This is a Dancing Brolga that I spied on a recent walk through the open plains zoo, my hope is that their numbers will increase and it will be possible to see them once more dance in the wild.
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