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Every day is a new experience #photo

I haven’t been sleeping all that well of late. That’s not a good thing in some ways, but on the other hand, it means I’m awake before dawn, and I can pop on down to the beach to see what the sunrise has to offer. Mostly, I go to the same place each time, where a tidal creek runs out into the bay. There’s a large sandbar at that point and at low tide I can get brilliant reflections in still, shallow water.

It’s different every day. Clouds, wind, tide – they all make a difference. And sometimes I’m treated to some special little extras. So come on down and share my morning.

Rain over Fraser

Rain over Fraser

When I arrived the sun was well below the horizon. Rain was falling over Fraser Island.

IMG_9814The moon was gibbous waning, so I could capture its reflection in a pool. People were already out and about, walking their dogs in the cool of the morning.

IMG_9840Then the sun came up in glorious golds, while that rain band moved up the coast, giving us a sprinkle on the way through.

IMG_9846When I turned around, the rain cell and the sun combined to form a perfect rainbow.

IMG_9835And this last shot shows my friend the Brahmani kite out for his first flight of the day

Awesome. And all for free.


One of those times, a watershed

IMG_9589Good heavens, it’s 2015 already. Whodathunk?

December 31st 2014 has, at the stroke of a clock, become January 1st 2015. It’s one of those times, a cusp, a watershed. Or so it would appear. We have to remember to put 2015, not 2014, when we write a date, and when our birthdays arrive we’ll be a year older.

But – I hate to be a wet blanket – nothing really changes. The days proceed. Sunrise will be about a minute later until the winter solstice, sunset a trifle earlier. Or the other way round if you’re in the northern hemisphere. Where I live the stifling summer heat and humidity will give way to the peaceful days of autumn. Maybe where you live the snow will melt, the days will lengthen and the buds will swell, the promise of new growth. Somewhere in the world people will find new ways to fight disease, develop a new application for the mobile phone and discover more fascinating facts about the universe we live in. Somewhere in the world there’ll be a war. Planes, will crash, terrorists will strike, rivers will flood, cyclones will wreak havoc.

Same old, same old.

Maybe this holiday is best used as a period of reflection, a brief pause in the cycle of time. When it comes down to it, the only thing we can really change is ourselves. Sometimes that can mean a huge difference to the rest of the world, sometimes not.

I don’t do the resolution thing. Time is an arbitrary construct, something we use to make sense of our lives. But I have a few small goals.

  • Get my weight back to 60kg not for cosmetic reasons, but because I don’t like being overweight
  • Publish at least two new books, because writing is better than joining a bowls club
  • Enjoy life and don’t fuss about things I can’t do much about because what’s the point in stressing?
  • Take more pictures because I love to capture moments of time and imprison them forever

Thank you to everyone who has read and enjoyed my books – especially those who have told me so. It’s nice to know I’m not just writing for myself. The new book is nearing completion. I’m hoping for a release in February or March. Thank you, too, for stopping by my blog. Do call again.

Best wishes to you all.

Another day, another dawn #photo

Some of you will know I’m a keen photographer. Of late a new influx of crows has disrupted our sleep. I was awake before dawn, listening to these noisy bloody birds, so I thought I might as well get up and head for the beach to catch the sunrise. The days have been calm, and I was hoping for dead flat water and beautiful reflections. But the northerly wind, forecast to strengthen later in the day, had already whispered across the water. The tide was a little higher, too.

IMG_8900Still, there’s always a picture opportunity. I was delighted to see my old mates the Brahmani kites back on the sand bar at the creek. The light was low, and the bird wasn’t in a chatty mood. Seems he didn’t want to share breakfast.



Sunrise, when it happened, was through a bank of thin cloud.

sunrise photo

And there’s always somebody trying to hog the spotlight.


What the hell, I can’t sleep anyway

The kookaburras start their territorial battles before dawn, shouting at each other across their arborial borders. Greyish light filters through the bedroom windows, a promise of the end of night. It’s 4:30am. What the hell, I can’t sleep anyway. I head for the beach, taking both my cameras with me. It isn’t cold. Temperatures on summer nights rarely fall to less than 20C. In fact, the car’s outside temperature records as 27C.

I park my car at my usual haunt, where Tooan-tooan creek finishes its meandering flow at the bay. The streetlights are still on, but on the horizon high cloud is tinged with colour. I walk out on the rippled sand bar, splashing through shallow tidal pools with my bare feet, looking for a good place to take a shot. There’s a breeze, and a slight chop, but the tides is at half, and there are pools to reflect the water as the sun rises over the land, even if it isn’t going to be the mirror-perfect conditions I’d hoped for.

I wait. Fraser Island is a shadow in the distance. The last of the bats row through the sky above my head, returning to their roost at the creek behind me. The air is full of high pitched complaints as the colony’s denizens jostle for position in the trees. Beside me, small wavelets roll onto the sand, an endless susurration.

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The colour along the horizon deepens, flares into orange. The sun’s not far away. Behind me, ibises which have roosted on the trees above the bat colony launch into the air to begin their day, flying in stately triangle formation to their feeding grounds. Butcher birds warble in the trees along the shoreline, and groups of gleeful lorikeets swoop, shrieking, to announce the coming of the day.

People appear, some alone, a few with dogs, letting them play in the shallow water before the heat of the day. They cross onto the main sand bank between me and the rising sun and I swear at them under my breath, urging them away so they don’t spoil my shot, as if I have sole ownership of this place at this time.


Of course, they don’t spoil the shot. In fact, they give it greater meaning.

IMG_4983As I amble back towards my car, I notice a large bird. I can’t see it clearly, but I know them so well now, just by their flight. It is a Brahmani Kite, and as it approaches, even though there’s not enough light for a decent shot, I take one, anyway.

Good morning, world. It’s a beautiful day.


Dawn at the beach #photo

Summer’s on the way and I tend to wake with the sun. Early morning light and low tide – what could be better? So I went to the beach. The first morning, I left my Canon 550D at home and took out the little Sony Cybershot compact. This is about the best photo I took.

Sony shot

I was pretty disappointed. The Sony is capable of taking a good picture at 18Mp resolution, so I’ll admit one problem was my lack of familiarity with it. But the biggest issue in my opinion is the lack of a view finder. So the following day I took along my Canon 55oD. Here’s the result.

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Using the Sony I tried to take a picture of the gibbous moon reflected in a tidal pool but that didn’t work at all. When I had the Canon the moon was too high for a reflection. But I took a picture, anyway. And a few reflections. I love reflections,

Gibbous moon IMG_4498 IMG_4490

Leap for your life

Picture of a fish jumping at dawnI was down on the spit at the creek one morning earlier in the year, waiting for dawn as the tide came in.  I noticed  fish jumping, no doubt escaping the jaws of a predator and took my chance to see if I could get a shot, albeit at some distance. The result is at left, a little fishy jumping for its very life into an atmosphere which would kill it if it stayed too long.

A bit like us going the other way, I suppose, jumping from a burning boat into a freezing sea.  What a choice. Hurl yourself into the unknown and hope for the best or stay and face a more certain death.

A while later, while walking on the beach in broad daylight, I noticed a school of tiddlers trying to escape an unseen marauder and I tried my luck again.

This time, the subjects were closer and I was able to get some better shots. How? I was lucky, of course. I couldn’t hope to press the button when I first saw a fish rise into the air because by the time the shutter clicked they’d be gone, but quite a few were jumping in the same vicinity. Using sports mode, I took a succession of shots in the same area. I ended up with a lot of pictures of the sea. But some captured that split second while the fish was out of water. It felt very special.

Picture of jumping fish

picture of jumping fish

Start of a new day

Do you ever get that ‘now what’ feeling? Where something is finished and you’re left empty, casing around for something else to do? It’s a bit how I feel at the moment, one project set free and now awaiting its fate, another teetering on the brink. I’ll start when I’m ready, when I feel less drained.

Until then I can console myself with the camera. Dawn is such a wondrous time, when the darkness gives way to the light and the waters blaze with brightness. I’m not often there to see it, but I was this time.