Monday 19th April 2021

Bright Sight! Lorikeets On The Grass. 42.1/2021.

Bright Sight! Lorikeets On The Grass. 42.1/2021.

My blogging friend Debbie from here   is quite an influencer…of me!

She recently joined up with Becky’s Squares, link below, and I admit I too am a FAN of bright colours and wondered, will I join in?

Becky’s square theme for April is Bright – it’s a challenge where she posts a photo every day. She invites others to join her in sharing their square photos, either every day or as they feel the urge. I’m dipping in and out. from DebsWorld.

Then Becky also  encouraged me to do this too, and it didn’t have to be every day…so here I am.

https://beckybofwinchester.com/2021/04/01/bright-square/

Being Square is Fun!

Join in this lovely challenge and post a photographic square daily for one month every quarter. The theme changes every quarter and is announced on this blog a few weeks, occasionally days, in advance of the challenge month. The challenge months are January, April, July and October.

Last Sunday This Was My Bright Sight!

On Sunday afternoons I often go for a gentle stroll on a cycle/walking path near the local lake. I take my iphone of course. Photo opportunities just pop up for me. Instead of peace on this part of the walk, all I heard was screeching of birds. In Australia, we have  these amazing, noisy and oh so colourful birds called  lorikeets, and the message was out: “good feed here”. I just stayed and clicked away and what a reward of BRIGHT SIGHT I had!

 

Nature makes the best colours!

Denyse.

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Photos In Wyong: From Colour to Black & White. #SundayStills.#11. 32/2021.

Walk In Wyong: From Colour to Black & White. #SundayStills.#11. 32/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

From sometime in my post-head and neck cancer BIG surgery timeline, in the latter part of 2017, I began to visit Wyong, a regional and busy place here on the northern end of the N.S.W. Central Coast. It’s about a 12 minute drive from home. I usually only visit on Sundays when it is far less busy from weekday traffic and businesses being open. I have a ritual of getting a coffee made by the kind lady who I have featured here before. I also take a walk around the area, keeping mindful to stay safe as I have been approached for money a couple of times.

Wyong is a very old country town, and I am mindful of its history in the area’s agriculture,  fishing industries, dairy farming, horse training and breeding and of course the original inhabitants from the Darkinjung people.

I took my walk, and looked for interesting images that would look better in black and white, and here they are. Come on my walk!

 

From the elevated carpark….the town centre is quite hilly, this was the view to the sky which turned on some amazing clouds.

 

Before I left to carpark I captured the Chapman Building. It’s located in Alison Road, where I was about to walk, and is now used for a few different purposes but ‘back in the day’ it was a general store for the area. There is a coffee shop underneath. Not the one I go to!

Down the hill towards Wyong Train Station but this was a far as I needed to go. I liked the angles, the crispness of the lines, and behind this fence you find….

This. The former Police Station and/or residence. Now, a real estate office. Again the lines of the building look great in B&W.

As I turned to walk back up towards the park area, where there are still many blooms, I had to capture this light pole. There are some lights like this, with solar on top I think. This one looks a wee bit dirty thanks to the B&W and spiders!

This sandstone retaining wall is strong enough to hold many plants, and trees. The Central Coast area is well-known for its sandstone and I would be certain this was locally mined.

I didn’t climb up to the park for floral photos this time but captured these two from the garden at street level and loved their features even more in B&W.

Now I looked for interest and the recycle bin, in black with cut outs appealed. The sign for access to phone lines, set in the footpath and the phone booth did too.

 

I was almost at the shopping centre ready for my coffee…and this was my final image. So much strength in these lines and angles.

Do you look at and different angles and lines when walking around familiar places?

I like to notice those differences.

Denyse.

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Rain Welcomed Here. #SundayStills.#10. 29/2021.

Rain Welcomed Here. #SundayStills #10. 29/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

Living in Australia all my life, I can say with conviction that we always seem to say we need the rain.

We are a large, and often drought-affected country. In the past few years, the unrelenting heat meant that we had not only drought-conditions but it placed much of the country at risk of bush fires in 2019 leading into 2020. They did unfathomable damage…but, even after the rains came, the rain did too!

We are a country like this….as famous poet Dorothea McKellar wrote:

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror
The wide brown land for me!

About the Rains Around Here. Always Welcomed*.

Each new house built for the past few years is required to have an outside water tank. We also have water supplied via the council from dams beyond the mountains. We have, in some cities, recycled water as options for using in toilet and on gardens (we had this in our Sydney home) so we don’t tend to take water for granted.

*I admit though, we are not too affected by flash flooding here but we have lived in streets where there is no kerb and guttering and it makes life challenging to leave in a vehicle. Where we live now it’s OK as we have some better drained roads and land for housing.

I do LOVE it when I can get out safely in the rain, after the rain or before the rain, to get some pics. These are a few from the past year. I live around 20 minutes from most of these places. Very happy to do so.

I feel energised by the rain and wind at the ocean

 

Not quite raining…yet.

 

A gathering of all the feathered friends.

 

A Sydney pool getting swamped in the rain

 

Dots of rain….

 

Driving away from this, I had to stop to capture it. Rain on its way!

 

Then this

I held the iphone out of the window to capture this! Got wet too.

I admit a rainy day or two is OK but I tend to want some more outdoor suitable weather to arrive. This does not always happen so I do get out for a bit in my car.

Do you like the rain?

Denyse.

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Things That Are White. #SundayStills. #9. 26/2021.

Things That Are White. #SundayStills. #9.  26/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

White.

What’s a woman to think about who has just celebrated her Golden Wedding Anniversary?

That WHITE dress.

So much tradition in white. I was a bride of very simple tastes and am not someone who goes for a lot of frill and bling.

These images, of images, sorry, are from wedding photos my 97 year old Dad has hanging in a collage in his Unit.

 

My Mother’s Parents. I called them Nanny and Papa. This is around 1920. These were poor, working class people from a rural background. I would think the gown was borrowed.

 

My Dad’s parents. I never met my grandfather as he died when Dad was 11. My Grandmother (Gran) was a stylish dresser but with little money. She was a war bride from the U.K. marrying the love of her life around 1921. She lived a sad life as a widow with 4 children to support and did it tough.

 

My Parents. 2 November 1946. Mum and Dad had formal photos taken after the wedding. Mum’s gown was, I believe, made with the help of post war coupons. There would have been a lot of help with sewing and more. No idea what happened to the gown. Likely shared with others. Mum and Dad got to celebrate 60 years wed before Mum’s death from cancer.

 

 

The 1970s kids. Us. 23 January 1971. I bought my wedding dress off the rack from the bridesmaid section in a bridal shop. The veil was the closest to fancy. Very practical and comfy. My husband hired his suit.

Dear 11 year old granddaughter, you look so cool. Yes, your Grandma has carted this dress around NSW for over 50 years so you can try it on at our Golden Wedding Anniversary!

 

Our daughter made us an orange flavoured cake (her Dad’s choice) for our Golden Wedding Anniversary and it was decorated with white icing, and flowers. So pretty.

I know Wedding Dresses can be all shades of colour.

This post however, did benefit from having images of brides in white!

No judgement made on reasons nor actual “whiteness” of said dresses as white can be of soooo many differing shades! Ever tried to choose a white paint for a room?

Denyse.

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