On the way to the bus this morning, these tiny pink flowers among purple leaves, nestled at the base of a tree, caught my eye.
Early morning shadows in a picture perfect street in Leichhardt. This fine example of Federation domestic architecture appears at risk of being engulfed by it’s younger sibling. Passers by receive a blank stare from a grey cuboidal blockhead and shoulders as they rise from behind the terracotta roof.
Sunshine in the gloom
A little yellow and orange brings sunshine to an otherwise dreary grey day.
Iron Cove, Sydney, Australia.
For a number of years it has been popular to paint your house grey. I wonder if this pair of houses would look different if the mouldings on the house on the right were picked out in a contrasting colour or shade. I personally prefer the colour palette used on the left, what do you think?
More than a tree
Drifting, floating on the breeze,
Come to rest high in the trees.
Sitting soft, held aloft,
Among the gold, falling leaves,
Gentle gust; limp ribbon weaves.
Relief from grey; colours glow,
Sad to see them deflate, slow.
Once a joy filled play toy:
Red; yellow; pink; orange; green;
Rainbow hues can still be seen.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved