Whenever we sit down at an outdoor café table Stan goes into protection mode. Medium to large dogs, walking by with their owners and children around 75cm high receive the ferocious force of a guard dog.
Stan’s passion is intense enough to move tables and chairs with his lead. When Stan is sitting on one of our laps all is right with the world, peace and calm prevails.
Barking at other dogs started when we moved to Leichhardt, almost four years ago. Stan’s issue with children began after an incident outside the Pig and Pastry, Petersham. We were quietly having lunch when a young girl slapped him on top of his head, as she walked past.
I worked at the University of Technology Sydney (UTS) for around eleven and a half years. During that time, I learned a lot about myself, the institution’s operations from faculty and central student administration perspectives, and the higher education sector.
It holds a special place in my memories, as the University took a chance on someone, a migrant, looking to change career direction.
The serenity of a Winter sunset, reflected in one of it’s buildings contrasted against the bustle of Broadway mirrors my mind as our move interstate looms.
Winter is the only time I can sit in the Australian sun without burning.
On Thursday, I waited for a colleague to arrive, jacket buttoned up, seeking warmth from my coffee cup. I would rather have been sitting in the shade of a tree, on a hot day.
An unusually warm Autumn has made way for a chilly, bleak Winter.
Power lines are part of Sydney’s scenery, running alongside and crisscrossing roads and streets.
The humble timber power pole plays an important role in supporting the cables that connect homes and businesses to the grid.
In the picture above, it also provides lighting.
One of those moments on the journey to work:
- Sun is just right
- Bus stops, long enough to get the shot
- Window is relatively clean
- Reflection noise is minimal
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One of many, Stan interludes, between courses.
A sunny Saturday afternoon in Autumn, perfect for sitting out front of Capriccio Osteria and Bar, Leichhardt (http://capriccio.sydney). As the sun moved around, there was no hesitation from the owner, Michele, bringing out an umbrella to provide shade.
We enjoyed antipasto of saffron arancini, green bean salad, tomato, basil and mozzarella, prosciutto – all beautifully fresh. The frangipane and fig tart was divine, and the cheeses, delicious.
The star of our meal, for me, was the squid ink pasta with the most tender crab, I have ever eaten. The light sauce was a perfect balance of chilli and garlic.
Despite the light pollution of cities, the moon peeping from behind the Autumn lacework clouds, enthrals.
Dark chocolate marquise with raspberry sorbet, raspberry coulis, vanilla sponge and meringue. Thank you, Monté Restaurant, Norton Street, Leichhardt, Sydney, Australia; absolutely delicious.
In varying my morning walk from Anzac Parade to the Chancellery Building, I discovered a colonnade. As it is not far from the faculty of Built Environment, I assumed it was the result of a student project.
Upon closer inspection, I found a plaque proclaiming the sandstone columns having been salvaged from a Greek-Revival style house in Subiaco, Parramatta, called the Vineyard. It was torn down in 1961, to lay a factory car park.
The following image of the house, taken in 1961 is from Sydney Living Museums.