It hurt, I couldn’t deny that. It also caused a significant portion of my clothing and self to get wet….and a bit dirty. The pain in my left hip indicated that a rock had been involved somewhere, but it was the stick that did it. That, and my clumsiness. I couldn’t help but reflect thatContinue reading “TO BURGESS AND BACK”
I kept looking at the back fence. Just the other side of said fence is a national park, Lane Cove as it turns out, even though it’s nowhere near Lane Cove. This is because it gets its name from where the creeks end up in Sydney Harbour, a place where you can hire boats,Continue reading “LANE COVE N.P. – THE SEARCHING”
Beyond apprehensiveness, where I was going was scary. Well, the place where I wanted to photograph from was, so, when I drove past 9, count them n-i-n-e, police and rescue vehicles with flashing lights I could be excused for taking it as an omen. Still, it was a few kilometres from where I was aimingContinue reading “SOME DAYS ARE DIAMOND’S”
It’s so refreshing for the mind though, having to find ways where there are none, noting every footfall, testing each fallen branch because some are wont to crumble and feeling the natural softness of a bed of fallen leaves.
12, 13. I don’t know why we count….actually, yes I do. It’s because you want to tell people afterwards; boast a little (14, 15) and get some brownie points for being so silly in the first place (16). Yet there’s nothing glamorous about it, the rise and fall and the probing nature is, in someContinue reading “THE DAY THAT SUCKED”