going going gone

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going

 

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going

 

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summer sunset

taking heat light and colour

towards a new day

Watching the sun set over Port Phillip bay is never predictable. This sequence from the same spot over a twenty minute period using a little bit of zoom shares the incredible array of colour and pattern emerging from the display. We usually take our sunset shots from Ricketts Point or the cliffs at Black Rock.

 

bridge

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iconic image

just identifiable

standing strong

 

An image of the Sydney Harbour Bridge from Kirribilli, almost under the approach lanes. This was taken in the early evening.

wasting away

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many winters of wear

only memories of use

a forgotten craft

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This nineteenth century post and rail fence at Koroit stands as a memorial to earlier farming techniques. Local timber was used to create a complete fence before wire became a standard fencing material replacing the rails. During the second half of the nineteenth century European settlers  rapidly cleared this area in Western Victoria of  natural trees to be used for houses, sheds, fences and firewood . The locality around Koroit and Belfast (Port Fairy), incredibly rich in volcanic soil, was intensively farmed in small holdings by immigrant Irish . A strong Irish culture is still evident in place names, the architecture of buildings,   and the names of many local families and potato farming. Until the later twentieth century there also seemed to be a Catholic church in every small settlement.

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I’m here

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blackbird fledgling

amongst a rainbow of leaves

waits for a cherry

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Three blackbird fledglings are being reared in our yard. This is the first time we have seen three successfully taken to near full growth by the parents, although mother has been doing most of the work. For two years now we have been contracted by the parents to provide the occasional  fresh cherry during summer. Being softies for cute birds this feeding arrangement has expanded to regular tinned cherries during the colder months. The smart mother has shown the fledglings to beg for cherries and of course we have stepped up the feeding. As a stand over tactic mother has also shown the young ones how to take growing cherry tomatoes from our plants if cherries don’t appear, and to our dismay  we recently discovered they have cleaned out our blueberry bush. Currently mother blackbird has left the fledglings for us to feed and the father flies past once a day to check we are cooperating. The situation is becoming interesting as one fledgling has no fear of us and behaves like a tame chicken and will probably next try mastering the skill of opening the back door. Charlie is showing some support for us and races around the back if she hears us feeding the birds, however she does not eat cherries and quickly returns inside for a reward. There may be an instalment to this story, keep watching.

lifeline

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an eye in the night

seeking those who need guidance

to stay on course

The lighthouse on Griffith island at Port Fairy has been working since the nineteenth century when a busy coastal port operated out of Belfast as it was then known. These days a couple of fishing boats, some tourist day cruisers and private yachts and leisure craft tie up to the wharf. Griffith Island is a fully protected nature reserve and across summer is home to thousands of migratory Short tailed Shearwaters who return from Northern Siberia to nest and prepare for the return flight.

free to roam

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young dog hunting

the joy of freedom

is enough

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When Charlie was 10 months old she travelled to our escape house in Bendigo for the first time. Here she had an acre of land, (safely fenced) to wander, run and hunt. The hunting was imaginary however a few skinks and birds had close escapes . An Afghan Hound running free in an open space is a sight to behold until you have to try and catch them.