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.









Seasonal lights

Chandelier in the foyeur of the

Hotel Grand,

Naples, Italy.

A restaurant near the London Eye

Paris Street lights

Geelong’s pre-dawn lights on Corio Bay.









2020 in review

January bushfires, although a long way from us

created some spectacular sunsets.


February we attended the last large gathering for the year

when our youngest graduated from

Geelong’s Deakin University

with a Degree in Business.


Marching into autumn we found

our supermarket shelves bare…

…due to panic buying because of a thing called COVID 19.

Soldiering on into April saw the first of several

home delivered meals arrive at our front door.





May was almost normal minus crowded outings.

Even Zoom meetings were were fast becoming

a normal way to get together.


My first sunrise outing came in June

after lockdown restrictions were eased.


By July, wInter was really upon us;

cold and gloomy mornings,

followed by cool sunny days

What better time to learn a bit more about Photoshop.



By August we were well and truly in lockdown again

and our panic buys had nearly filled a spare room.

Mid-September, out of lockdown

and spring had arrived.



When were shown this scan, of our first Grandchild

and asked to wait until the twenty-week scan

until the parents made their announcement.

So in October we could talk about the news.

  November found me on a day trip to Port Fairy

for some photography.


November also brought an abundance of cemetery wild flowers…

…not to mention Callistemons in our garden.

Another morning and I found myself photographing

a ship leaving Port Phillip Bay.

The last week of November our cherries were harvested.

Early December some of the fruits of

lockdown projects in the garden.

Another December task is erecting and

decorating our Christmas tree.

And New Year’s Day it will be packed away

until next December.



SUNDAY STILLS PHOTOS:...2020-Retrospectively