Thursdays Special photo challenge from Lost in Translation: Message
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Arches, Domes and Half Circles
A varied mix of Arches, Domes and Half Circles from Toowoomba, Florence, Figueres and at my place.
The Arched light support in Toowoomba
Half-Circle handles on the Teapots in the Ground Up Cafe Toowoomba
The Arches in the Toowoomba City Art Gallery
Half Circles graffiti Toowoomba
Arches on the White Horse Hotel Toowoomba
The Dome on the Dali Museum in Figueres
The blue Domes on the Great Synagogue in Florence
A Spangled Drongo wondering if the bird bath is a Half Circle or an upside down Dome
March was a month of contrasts, a couple of hot days followed by a bit of rain and then Cyclone Debbie came along. I was fortunate not to be in the path of Debbie but on the edge of the system. I missed the strong winds and abundant rainfall. I still managed to have 476mls of rain for March. This rainfall ended the long dry period over Summer when usually the rains come. The total rainfall for March exceeded the total rainfall for the 6 months prior.
The few dry day did allow for some wandering about and finding some interesting stuff. The weather also bought out a good variety of fungi which have their own blog.
So onward to the stuff of March.
Isn’t this little boat the cutest?
The flood waters made the creeks run and the creek at Emerald Beach broke through the sand and flowed to the sea. The strong tannin coloured water gave the rocks an interesting hue.
Rust. As you know I love rust, the colours and textures rust gives to metal.
More rust on the fence around the riverbank park in Grafton.
In Lismore, wandering the back lanes I came across this furnace door that is still in operation at the rear of a cafe.
One of the treasures of Lismore is the street art in the back lanes. The recent flooding of Lismore didn’t damage most of the art works although some may need a bit of a clean and touch up. The following selection is from just one lane way.
The art on the door is perhaps a portend.
The fish managed to swim out the flood waters I am told.
I love this ghostly face.
The butterflies in the rainforest.
Speaking of butterflies, I just love photographing butterflies. Of course many a while is spent chasing them around trying to get THAT capture. The Common Yellow butterfly seemed to enjoy time on the ground.
The Small Green-banded Blue butterfly kept trying to hide from me.
I haven’t had such a variety of flies at my place or perhaps I haven’t really taken a close look at them. The yellow face and bottle green body look great.
The green eyes are striking. The long proboscis also lets this fly give you a very sharp sting.
This beautiful Huntsman spider lived in my house for around two months. She has now gone outside I think as I haven’t seen her for a couple of days. Her leg span from front to back or side to side is 16cm. Her body length is 5cm. How big is your hand?
The Fire-wheel trees are flowering.
I have a number of Golden Lycras that my aged neighbour loved. He gave me lots of corms and this year they flowered the best ever. They gave me lovely memories of him. The view from the top.
They looked so lovely in the morning sun.
This Hibiscus was in my parents place and the cutting has lived on at my place filled with abundant flowers this Autumn.
The miniature Hibiscus adds small red spots in the garden
One of the original Hibiscus. This one is in my besties garden. Such a delicate flower. The petals almost look transparent.
Another tiny native flower that I have found around my property. The flower is about 12mm across so imagine the size of the insect that was getting some nectar or pollen.
The Bromiliads had a good flowering this March. They gathered enough water that’s for sure.
I hadn’t seen white Crocus before. Stunning flowers aren’t they?
I have loved the colours of Coleus since I first saw them in my grandfathers garden.
The rain has revived the Lichen.
Wandering around the garden looking for snacks, the Bar-shouldered Dove and Emerald Dove shared the space.
A little Jacky Winter enjoying the morning sun.
The Brown Pigeon sat in the Poinsettia striking a lovely pose.
Not the best angle for a Blue-faced Honeyeater though.
The little Forest Kingfisher sat in the tree looking about then suddenly plunged to the ground. When he resumed his perch, he did the bash bash on the branch to tenderise his snack. It looks like he managed to find a frog in the garden.
The Forest Kingfisher has beautiful colours don’t you think?
Thanks for taking the time to have a look at my March.
It’s been ages since I have had time to get things sorted, to take time for things and actually sit down to set out to write a bit. I have been taking photos of all manner of stuff – as you will see. It is difficult to have a clear pathway of thoughts, to put ideas down and try to make sense so that you can follow where I have been and what I have seen. Many a time I just take off to see what I can discover and see something that I find interesting, colourful or part of our world that some people would just walk by everyday and not think of the beauty. Perhaps I look at the world in a different way, to imagine in my head what I see, grab my camera and let the lens take me where I think it should go. Enough of a jumble of thoughts – as The Beatles sang
“Thoughts meander like a restless wind
Inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe”
So lets go across the universe or through a small part of my world. Starting at the beginning. Early one misty morning, some rogue cattle were walking along the road when we was taking a walk.
Further down the road, the spiders webs were all through patches of grass. Small cup shaped webs dotted the side of the road in their hundreds.
As it is still rather cool here I am still out in the bush every couple of weeks to cut some firewood. One morning I noticed the White-winged Choughs doing their daily march along the clearing with their incessent chatter as they kicked over sticks and rocks looking for their breakfast. They had an almost straight line as they marched up the hill.
Sometimes you can look up and see a Spangled Drongo fly past the moon, even in the late afternoon.
I though the Bellwood Cormorant Hotel was rather fab but the double decker Osprey nest near Chinderah has a far better vantage point.
While we were having lunch in the Tweed Heads industrial/shopping complex, we watched as a bird swooped across the car park, grab what we think was a lizard and go back to the roof top and eat away. After I took the photo (OK I took heaps of photos), I discovered it was an Australian or Nankeen Kestral. What a pretty bird don’t you think?
Speaking of pretty, the Emerald Doves are out and about in numbers at the moment. This bird was not all that content having me stalk it to try and get a good photo.
It stuck its bum in the air as if to say “Go on….take a photo of my best side!!!”
This little bird was sitting in the tree singing its little lungs out.
Having a cuppa on the verandah one morning, one of the local King Parrots decided to pop over and see if we had any snacks.
The Bar-shouldered Dove didn’t seem to mind the Brush Turkeys leaf raking exercise. The turkey was flicking leaves so high into the air! The turkey’s litter mound is about 5 meters away from where it was methodically raking leaves.
One morning I found a Rainbow Lorikeet sitting on the ladder in the old swimming pool looking rather grumpy.
OK….now this is where things take a different direction for a while. One day we decided to walk across the Clarence River on the walkway under the Grafton Bridge. The structure has been graffitied over the years and the layers of paint with a bit of rust made lovely colours and patterns.
I like the rust colours.
This green almost looked like moss.
One of the hundred of thousand rivets holding te bridge together. Small but significent.
The walkway along the bridge also had two tunnels at either end which have always been “decorated”. Sometimes some of the graffiti has to be added to doesn’t it?
Othertimes the message is what everyone needs to hear.
One of my favourite cafes in Grafton is the Tilted Teaspoon. Skye has a wonderful sense of decoration with ever changing bits and pieces gleaned from Op-Shops and garage sales.
The water below the bridge has shapes that change as the water ripples from passing water craft. This one is rather spooky.
Speaking of spooky, what is the blue flash that appeared in my besties loungeroom?
I love the “eye lashes” on the bullet hole in the road sign.
Enough of the different stuff and back to colour and nature. The red flower of the eucalypt just seems to burst in a riot of colour.
One of the first flowers that I started to photograph many years ago were the Azalias of the next door neighbours. They had so many varieties that cascaded over the front suburban fence. The colours were superb. My besties Azalias have been a wonderful splash of colour around her garden. The deep pink flowers are lovely. One of the surprises when taking photos is the unexpected bits that are in and around the flowers.
This flower was hidden inside the same bush as the pink one above.
The red Azalias are such a stand out in the garden.
The Irises are dotted through the garden not being showy but adding a bit to the shape and form in the garden. It also is the home for a small spider.
The lillies come in a range of colours. I love these ones.
The yellow Day Lilies bring that end of the spectrum to the garden as they stand tall in the sunshine.
The undersides are just as impressive.
The Nastursiums are just starting to appear. I love their colours and shapes as the sit low in the garden trailing over rocks, logs and borders.
The Pentas are wonderful as so many little flowers gather together in a ball of colour.
These flowers like to look at what is going on at ground level. The little bells cluster together.
This is such a tight ball of very small flowers that have such a lovely scent as you brush past.
The orchids are out now as well. Again, this flower is so small as it spikes out from the plant with it’s almost see through petals.
Walking about, it is always good to look up. The shapes colours and forms of the Foam Bark leaves are great.
A good discovery walk wouldn’t be complete without a fungi find. I have never seen a pink fungi before, have you?
The fire has been lit, giving its colours that always surprise.
Or the swirling shapes where you can see so many different things. What can you see?
Looking deep inside the fire.
The Moon was smiling that night. A glowing grin in the sky.
Well it’s time to sweep and tidy up before I get going. See you next time OK
“Limitless undying love
Which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on across the universe”
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