It had been years, okay, decades, since I last visited the lake. It had been created around the early 1900’s to supply water to what we now know as Sponars, nee Hotel Kosciusko, but even that amount of water couldn’t stop the original hotel from burning down in 1951 due to a fire emanating fromContinue reading “SOMEWHERE THERE’S ALWAYS A RAINBOW”
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THE LEG AND THE POET
He was behind the counter at the auto electricians. I was glad he was serving me because his female partner was hobbling around with a pronounced limp. I told him all I wanted was a replacement globe for the motorhome’s tail light. I’ll meet him out there at the motorhome I said. Imagine my surpriseContinue reading “THE LEG AND THE POET “
4 SWAMPS AND 31 STOPS
I was huffing, lots of huffing, not to mention puffing. The climb was seriously steep and, after scaling the first three steep sections with my mountain bike, I’d stopped to catch my breath at the top of each gradient. Now I was stopping halfway up for a breather. At least there were some colourfulContinue reading ” 4 SWAMPS AND 31 STOPS”
RUNNING HOT
I stood at the door; disheveled, sweaty, bloodied arm and covered in cobweb remnants. I pondered what they may think of me because I was about to look after their house for two weeks and it was the first time they’d ever seen me. I hadn’t meant to arrive like this, it just happened. Well,Continue reading ” RUNNING HOT”
A PARK CALLED OATLEY
It’s fair to suggest that, other than those who live nearby, few would have heard of a park in Sydney called Oatley. It’s one of many areas of interest that abound in the city that tourists overlook. Personally, I’m glad, because it’s busy enough as it is! Still, during the week it’s not crowded andContinue reading “A PARK CALLED OATLEY”
CONTRAST
I know a man called Maurice. He is very French, even if you didn’t know, his thick accent is a giveaway. His speech is also rapid; he tells stories. You could learn more in his bike shop than watching the news for a whole week and it would be a lot more colourful. However, theyContinue reading “CONTRAST”
THE HEATHLAND – BEYOND HOLLYWOOD
Having researched the location I picked something I would remember, Hollywood Street, no boulevard here. The street I wanted was two past that. I’d chosen not to use google maps in order to save batteries, don’t want to run low while I’m taking photographs. The Princes Highway was busy despite lockdowns so I gratefully turnedContinue reading “THE HEATHLAND – BEYOND HOLLYWOOD”
WITH FRONDS LIKE THESE, WHO NEEDS ANEMONES
“What’s that blue thing?” People had texted me after I sent the photo out. Truth is, that’s exactly what I said when I saw it. The Eight-armed Sea Star (Meridiastra calcar) is, according to some sites, quite common and its colours can vary greatly. It’s omnivorous so living in a rock pool offers many opportunities,Continue reading ” WITH FRONDS LIKE THESE, WHO NEEDS ANEMONES”
LIFE ON THE ROCKS
I’d picked up some lunch from Bakers Delight. A cold pizza and an almond scroll to be precise. Now, while the westerly invaded every space, a rocky perch was found with a modicum of protection and I sat down to savour the sea; to become immersed in its rhythms, to see foam lurching above theContinue reading “LIFE ON THE ROCKS”
RAIN FOREST DREAMING
There’s an odour in the air. A not unpleasant fragrance of rainforest. It feels like you’re walking through it, like it’s a wall or something. After days on the high rolling plains of New England, the rain forest is as a breath of fresh air in more ways than one. The tall box woods andContinue reading “RAIN FOREST DREAMING”