I’m a novice knitter.
Last year, I learned garter stitch so that I could knit booties. This year, thanks to a post on The Free Spirit on creating a loose knit blanket I have added stockinette stitch to my repertoire.
The above is a practise piece using leftover wool from the booty project. Perhaps a dark green cushion cover using chunky yarn will satisfy my yearning for a wet weather project.
View from the bed, Grand Hyatt, Melbourne, Australia.
The rising Winter sun, reflected in the ANZ building.
Mural, first floor, Cappricio Osteria, Leichhardt, Sydney, Australia.
The focal point of this picture is the elegant bird of paradise flower. However, the sun shone just at the right moment. Transforming the rather plain dark green water tank into dappled aqua. What a background!
A couple of other posts featuring bird of paradise flowers:
This is an almost daily view while waiting for the bus to work. This snapshot of the Parramatta Road is typical. 19th and 20th century buildings vying for attention.
At ground level shopfronts have been modernised while the floors above are often dishevelled, victims of neglect.
This section on the Petersham side of the street would at one time have been a bustling microcosm of commerce. There would have been pubs, restaurants and shops. All within walking distance from home.
Today, food courts, shopping centres and chic waterfront bars draw the motor bourne passengers. Vehicles drive by, oblivious to what once was.
As the juggernaut that is the West Connex rides rough shod through communities, I wonder how much longer this living memory will exist.
The Autumn sunsets are a welcome sight as I near home. Taken from the footbridge crossing the Parramatta Road, Leichhardt.
Thoughts of:
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.
