I was willing the bus to get the stop near the end of the road on way home this evening. I wanted to be able to take a picture of dusk from the footbridge over the Parramatta Road, Leichhardt.
When I think of the words dusk and dusky they conjure images of muted tones and dusty pastel shades. I am happy with the photo of the sunset above, I think it is in this ilk.
After experiencing this spectacular sunset yesterday the adage was proved wrong. Today the sky has maintained a cloud-filled mantle of gloom.
A rare glimpse of a vintage Rover while walking Stan. This motor is usually protected from the harsh Australian sun’s rays by a cover.
It appears renovations are in progress by the look of the rear passenger door. I wonder what colour the car was originally. Perhaps, British racing green or sky blue. Both would have suited this fine old lady; now a discreet grey.
Sunrise behind Sydney CBD on Anzac Day washes Parramatta Road with golden light.
Anzac Day, 25 April marks the anniversary of the first major military action fought by Australian and New Zealand forces during the First World War.
When I saw candlelight refracted through a water glass onto a tablecloth at home my imagination was piqued. What if this a glimpse of something from another realm; a spectral crown from an unseen dimension………..
South facade of the Leichhardt Post Office, Sydney, Australia opened in 1889. James Barnet designed this Victorian Italianate building.
The post office, originally located in the grand northern side is today located in the former postmistress’ quarters in the foreground.
The timetable promised a travel time of one hour and ten minutes. In reality the journey on the 370 took a further ten minutes.
Many bus services have been diverted due to the construction of a light rail from Central to Randwick and Kingsford.
Rather than sitting for even longer to follow a detour around three quarters of the University, I opted to stretch my legs by taking the main walkway from lower to upper campus.
Sitting on the left hand side of George (not the Beatle) Harrison’s English Language class, I recall a grey cloudy day. Typical English weather regardless of the season.
Individual timber desks with lift up tops and a place for an ink pot with a sliding brass cover were arranged in rows of two. Monica with long brown hair and a Mediterranean complexion sat next to me. It was unusual to have a pupil from America at Harborne Hill Secondary Modern.
While travelling to work yesterday morning I was cogitating the word live. It brought back this happy school memory from 1979. It was the day I learned about words that sound the same but have different spellings and meanings. There and their is an everyday example that causes some to agonise over which to use in a sentence.
An in-class competition of which pair of students could come up with the most examples was run. It doesn’t matter if we won or not. Even today I play the homophone identification game in my head. It brings focus to my otherwise chaotic mind.
I took the photograph of the bee mural while on an Experimental walk.
The oval is clipped to within an inch of its life. In comparison, the lawned areas of the surrounding park are meadow like. Proudly displaying lush green blades of 200mm plus grass, the result of cooling autumn weather and an abundance of rain. Petersham Park was resplendent during our walk with Stan today.
So many conference venues I have visited either don’t have windows or they are heavily shaded. What a treat this week while attending a University Community Safety and Wellbeing conference; windows and views.
The Elizabeth Street clock tower completed in 1907 is a Melbourne landmark. Glimpsing it signals proximity to Flinders Street railway station.
This picture was taken from a room on the twelfth floor of Victoria University, 300 Flinders Street.