Sunrise in the heart of London

It was a golden sunlit morning. Bright with a hint of warmth. I couldn’t help stopping to capture the moment on my phone. I was heading to my new work place. It was my first day at my new job. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday

A weekend in Nantes, Brittany

They say there was a particularly progressive law that came from this part of France in 1598. Called the Edict of Nantes, it allowed unheard of religious freedoms to the Protestant minority living in Catholic France at the time. It was a law that upheld their rights and allowed them to live by their faith.... Continue Reading →

One fine ordinary day

Ordinary. My ideal day looks like any other ordinary day. Preferably a Saturday. Back in Australia it started with a sunrise walk by the beach with friends. They did it for exercise. I really did it for the amazing light, their company and the açai bowl waiting for me at the end. We talk and... Continue Reading →

The sun always rises again somewhere

It’s a memory of a beautiful beach back in Sydney. Back when I went for sunrise walks. I have a soft spot for sunrises. You’ve lived to see another day, you see. A new day brings hope. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday

Taking a short time out

Hello everyone. I have been struggling with words lately. A fog seems to have descended on my brain and I’ve been frustrated with the slow churn of ideas. This is me a couple of days ago -- sitting under a tree watching the world go by. After struggling with the blinking cursor on my computer... Continue Reading →

Fading afternoon light

A memory of a far away park on a sunny afternoon. It was just opposite our home in Sydney. An ordinary park with brown dry grass in summer and tall gum trees around its borders. It was the first park my son knew. We had birthday parties and play dates with friends there. For Becky’s... Continue Reading →

On our walk back home

It’s not a fancy shot. Or a particularly beautiful part of the road. But the evening light was lovely. We had walked to town for dinner and were on our way back when the light hit us full in the face. Not too shabby for a Friday evening. For Becky’s Bright Squares

A sunlit evening

This really is a glorious place when the sun shines. I can feel my mood lifting as summer draws near. I still miss Sydney from time to time. But not when there are evenings like this. For Becky’s Bright Squares. Happy birthday to you Becky!

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