The docklands area of Melbourne, Australia, is a former shipping port which fell into disuse because its docks were not able to handle large container ships. Today it is becoming a lively place with a new stadium, trendy apartments, and innumerable restaurants.
The descent into Weano Gorge, in Western Australia, was steep. But at least the endeavor did not require climbing down a vertical ladder, as some did, which would have been very hard to do with a camera and tripod.
After hiking down, I enjoyed photographing more red rock and reflections in pools.
The side of the gorge was lush with native vegetation.
The morning light brings reflections of floating clouds in a salt marsh bordered by a rusting fence and framed by rolling hills on the Isle of Skye, Scotland.
This railroad trestle over the Connecticut River in Vermont is just a stone’s throw away from the location of my previous post. The tranquility of the afternoon with only a slight breeze stirring the water makes it hard to imagine a train rumbling through.
Clouds roll by and a slight breeze ripples the water. Otherwise, all is quiet along this stretch of the Connecticut River as it makes its way down through Vermont. In a while a train will rumble through, breaking the silence; but soon it will be gone, its whistle barely audible in the distance.
As the season changes, from the shore of Togue Pond in Maine you can see a dappling of sunlight among marsh grasses and a slight turning of leaves in the distant woods.
It is always nice to have something in the foreground of your photos. The pilings in the Docklands are perfect for this!
Also in the Docklands, are a marina and Webb Bridge, an artistic walking bridge across the Yarra River.
If you tire of walking, trains are going in, out, and around the city at all times. In this image taken from a bridge over the tracks at Flinders Station, some trains are moving fast enough to become mere streaks in my exposure while in others you can see the people.
