Cute Photos of Cygnets to Make Your Day
We’re giving Midweek Moment a miss this week as Monique’s been flat-out at work. I thought I’d bring you some photos anyway, in the hope they’ll brighten your day as they did mine. Some weeks I find it hard to squeeze in the time for...
Midweek Moment #56 and #57—A 2-for-1 Special!
Life swept Monique and I up in a whirlwind last week so we weren’t able to share a Midweek Moment. My excuses are two book launches, a trip down south, and kid commitments. I’m also trying to make inroads into Novel #2 and preparing my website for an...
Midweek Moment #55: Golden Sunsets
At the lake where I walk, about halfway around the path there’s gap in the fence. If I nip through, there’s a dirt track that takes me past the line of Moreton Bay figs, out through the rushes, and into a marshy area that juts out into the lake. I need my...
Midweek Moment #51: Lake Life
Once again, Monique and I have been of similar minds: Both of us have visited nearby lakes and captured the bird life. For me, the lake at sunset is like a balm. The softer light, its golden glow, and the longer shadows. Oftentimes, the surface of the water is so...
Midweek Moment #47
They might be a bit late, but our Moments this week are still and serene: Earlier in the week, I spent an hour down at the lake photographing the bird life. I find that place so soothing, not just for the images of water, birds, and plant life, but also for the...
Midweek Moment #40—The Kookaburra and the Wagtail: A Story in Pictures, and the Centre of a Flower
This week I’m posting a series of photos for our Midweek Moment: While walking the dogs yesterday, I noticed a kookaburra sitting alone on the branch of an old gum tree. It tilted its head as if contemplating life at the lake. A willy wagtail perched on a...
Midweek Moment #37
We’ve had rain! So much that it made the news. The lake where I walk the dogs had dried up over the summer. Its basin was baked hard by the heat and had fissured, and it was littered with craggy tree trunks. It looked quite desolate—until the rain. It’s not...