Ever seen a spider web in the morning with drops of dew like pearls? It is one of the beautiful wonders of the world. Some spiders spin the web at night and then take it down in the morning. Recycle it! It is the “where” that is important. From tree branch to bush! Always somewhere that the spider has planned! But he should never have … Continue reading Arachnid Warning!!!
This is where the rowing was held for the 1956 Olympics. Start a bit around to the right a couple of hundred yards and the finish in the distance on the left. It’s going to be another hot day tomorrow. But Autumn might be around the corner. Continue reading Lake Wendouree – Ballarat
I went to take another shot of the moon tonight. I took one and it is fairly good but I couldn’t get the focus right without losing the tree. Here it is anyway. And I got a bit side-tracked looking at the stars. In the middle is the Southern Cross. It’s on the flags of Australia, New Zealand, Papua New Guinea, Samoa and Brazil. Once … Continue reading Star gazing
I joined the Tin Alley Players some time in 1965. That was the day I set my first step on the road to a career in “The Theatre”. The production was “Coriolanus” by William Shakespeare. It was one of those Shakespearean plays that few young and aspiring actors seldom knew. The Tin Alley Players was a production company of the Melbourne University Amateur Theatrical Society … Continue reading Coriolanus and Me
In 1929 a Mr Alfred Nicholas bought about sixty acres of land in the hills to the west of Melbourne. He had a bit of money to spare and he had a large house built. Alfred had made a lot of money by making and marketing his brother George’s invention. Alfred was a merchant and George was a pharmacist. When World War I cut off … Continue reading Change and decay.
The sky is clearer in Ballarat than in Melbourne. And the moon is clear. I only took one photo. I tried different angles but it was hard to get around to take the dark side. Actually I took quite a few shots but they all turned out the same. Maybe next week I’ll get a different one. Continue reading On my front doorstep.
The following is a true, factual, plain and simple story of the death of my Great Uncle Samuel. On Tuesday 13th of June 1882 my mother’s uncle Samuel Johnson died aged 15 and a bit. My mother never knew him – he died 33 years before she was born. Bacchus Marsh, where he lived, was a very new area and not yet officially a town although … Continue reading Death of Great Uncle Sam
I imagine in some cultures a dragonfly has great mythological properties. As far as I’m concerned I just think they are magnificent. This one was on the wall as I left my flat in Melbourne. There is no symbolic significance but it gave me a chance to capture it before it flew away. Australian Emperor – Hemianax papuensis. Continue reading Golden Dragonfly
I lived in Ballarat for about thirty years. More or less. Then I lived in Melbourne for a bit more than three years. Today I am officially back in Ballarat. I’m not unpacked. I haven’t hung clothes in a wardrobe yet. But I did say ‘Goodbye’ to Melbourne. I went to a beach to which I hadn’t gone before. Altona beach. West of the city. … Continue reading Saying ‘Goodbye’ to Melbourne
OK. I’ve had my fill of Melbourne sunsets. Now for my first try at Ballarat. Obvious starting point is Lake Wendouree. There’s about forty minutes to go ’til sundown so I’ll sit and eat my fish ‘n’ chips. It’s still too early so just a peep around one of the boatsheds. There are three German howitzers on View Point in Lake Wendouree. The guns were … Continue reading Ballarat sundown