Originally posted on Dr D in Oz:
I stand on the brow of a small hill on a genteel suburban street. It is just past sunrise and the light appears liquid and effervescent. Birds call to each other in enthusiasm for the new day. I look one way. I see mist rolling over the hills,…
After a big storm, as I was looking to take texture shots of the washed up shells, we found these purple starfish on the beach at Glenelg. In response to the Daily Post photo challenge Texture. You can read the whole story Sunshine and Shark here and more about my ex-pat experiences in South Australia
Inside the stadium we were whisked skywards on the escalator, up and up to nosebleed territory. The good organisation and forward-planning of the venue yielded us two beers and hot chips (you have to say “hot” here or else you end up with crisps) with maximum efficiency and minimal hassle. Best of all, the consumption
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