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.
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.
I could call this shot “up a creek without a motor or a paddle” because that is really what happened! The Western Australian tour leader and captain of our tiny craft could not restart the engine after many, many tries over at least forty minutes. He begged some passers-by to lend us one of their oars (“just one, please”), but they declined. Meanwhile, I took this shot and the one below and eventually the motor started.
The agile rock wallaby, which lives in small colonies on rocky cliffs and ledges, is in a different genus from other wallabies more closely related to the kangaroos. There are many types of rock wallabies, and while technically not endangered, many populations have declined and are the subject of scientific study. Rock wallabies are nocturnal so it was a treat to see this one peeking out in broad daylight.
This coastal gorge along the Great Ocean Road in Victoria, Australia, is named after the English clipper ship Loch Ard that sank nearby in 1878. Of the 54 people aboard the clipper, only two nineteen-year-olds survived. Both of them floated in through the narrow opening in the distance.
To the right of the gorge opening and protected from the sea by its high walls, is this quiet cove with its waters lapping gently against the rock face and spilling silently onto shore.
We recently visited New England for a graduation and stayed in a Tiny House on the pond pictured here. Since we were busy with graduation activities, we were only at our Tiny House during the morning and evening hours when the bugs were out in force. When shooting these photos, I had to work fast and run for cover! Also, I am sorry to say the bugs kept us from floating romantically in either of the little boats available on the pond.
Nevertheless, this tranquil spot in woods of Vermont made the return to my house in mega suburbia bittersweet. By the way, kudos to the graduate!