Geelong Sunrises and Sunsets

Corio Bay sunrise at Griffin Gully

March 8, 2019


Sunrise from our front door.

March 29, 2017


Sunrise at Griffin Gully

July 19, 2016

Griffin Gully Pier, after sun up

June 23, 2016


Sunset about 30 minutes from Geelong.

January 22, 2017


Harvest Sunset, 30 minutes from Geelong.

January 11, 2016






My theme for this week’s post is nature’s pinks…

…pale pink rose…



A deeper shade for pink…


…in these Camellias.

Just needed a white sportcoat to go with this carnation.


A Pink Galah






For this week’s Celestial post I have focussed

on our satellite…the Moon

Moonset out our back door and through

the neighbour’s trees.


Blood moon or not clouds were

obscuring the shot that night.

One of my favourite moon images

Moonset behind the neighbours trees

as it came out of my camera.

My all time favourite moon image.

Handheld 500mm Sigma lens

on Nikon D90 or D7100









Feeding seagulls

Eye on the prize.


Five or six years ago we commenced feeding some bread

to a few Magpies each evening.

At first food was placed on the trampoline,

a safe distance from the house.



Our flock expanded with new season hatchlings

eventually finding the courage to join in at feed time…


I was never sure if this was a call to the rest of the family,

or a thank you from our black and white friends.

I would like to think the latter.


Several began turning up at the back door

almost pleading for their fix.


And so night after night the…

ritual continued.



…a new addition to our family began to mark her turf.


To watch another eat perfectly good food

was an utter waste in little Taji’s mind…


…and one night in sheer frustration

she could stand it no longer.

SUNDAY STILLS PHOTOS:...Feeding-the-Birds







Many years ago while growing up near

the Misery Creek Bridge…

…I could feel a connection, a bond, if you will,

forming between us.

This feeling, I discovered, was mutual.

The bond became so strong that eventually

we fell for each other.


As I moved toward her embrace,

I tripped and fell.

We had left it far too long.

I realised we were too old.

She reached out to try and save me.

She was not strong enough and plunged

into the Creek bed under my weight.

Today we are but an attraction

to be photographed and pitied

by locals and passers by alike.

A tree fallen for a bridge,

a bridge fallen by a tree.









The Fairmont Hotel’s

six million dollar view,

at Banff, Canada.




Three Moorabool  Valley views.

Up until January 2020, I loved driving these roads.

However, that all changed when

I saw similar roads being blocked

by fallen trees when last year’s

bushfires were burning.


Moorabool Valley

dressed in fog.



Perhaps my favourite

Moorabool Valley


On many country roads,

two vehicles constitutes a traffic jam.

So it was with our farm.

The reason I like this landscape

is that a hundred metres into the trees

road noise is nonexistent.

You can hear birds and the occasional kangaroo

crashing its way through the trees.


SUNDAY STILLS PHOTOS:...My-Favourite-Landscape











And a cloudy coastal morning.


Geelong and District fogs…

…are what I imagine…

…London’s  Pea Soupers

…would be…


…cold, wet and thick.