Late summer moon

art, Australia, Personal, photography, Poetry, Victoria

Its a cool late summer night in Melbourne

The moon is near full

Casting her silver ribbon toward me

The breeze is light

The water carries barely a ripple

Life is beautiful

And even in the darkest moments the moon shines her love in her light.

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Heavenly Goddess

Adventure, art, Australia, photography, Poetry, travel, Victoria
Taoist temple and Heavenly Goddess Statue, Footscray, Victoria, Australia

The heavenly goddess

Rising from the remnants of industrial decay

An old abattoir

Now parkland that were once holding pens for slaughter

Waterways once polluted now revived

Renewal

I had a teacher once

A boat builder

As I made mistakes when building a my clinker row boat

He would say

There is nothing that cant be fixed

Maybe the Heavenly Goddess is a symbol of renewal

That there is nothing that cant be fixed

There just needs to be the will for renewal

Clinker detail

Best Wishes for the Festive Season

Australia, Personal, photography, Poetry

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Wishing all Bloggers, friends and followers all the best for the festive season.

A time for peace and for love

A time for looking forward with positive anticipation

A time for reflection and forgiveness

A time for appreciation

A time for tolerance and acceptance

No matter your faith, your values, your creed

Take the time to count your blessings, and appreciate that there is beauty in the world around us.

Wine

Adventure, Australia, Motorbikes, photography, Poetry, travel, Victoria

A river of wine I saw

As I looked through the cellar door

Where’s my cup?

Where’s a straw?

Or should I lick it from the cellar floor!

Tahbilk winery in the Goulburn Valley region of Victoria is like stepping back in time.

One of Australia’s oldest wine producers.

A nice ride through the hills to get there.

Alone or in company.

Remoteness

Adventure, Australia, NSW, Personal, photography, Poetry

Wild Horses Kosciuszko National Park

Remote from the noise and the bustle

In the bush with the wild horses

In the wilderness

On a mountain top camp

On the coast 

The golden sandy beach 

Stretching to the horizon

Hungry Head Central Coast NSW

Finding special places

Where human activity and nature blend

Yarrangobilly Thermal Pool

Winding along the roads less travelled

Finding the wild things

Overwhelming beauty of nature

Adventure, Australia, Personal, photography, Poetry, Spain

Did you go to the Guggenheim in Bilbao?

And I had

The huge construction of of shiny titanium with its labyrinthine galleries

The best of humanities construction

And the oohing and aahing ensued

But only 80km away was the Picos de Europa

Vast canyons of granite

Ribbons of gorges

Crystalline glaciers

Shaped by the earth itself by nature the great creator.

I saw the Cathedral in Santiago de Compestella

With its imposing edifice

Its halls and alters adorned with gold and silver

The faithfuls tribute to God above

To his heavenly powers

But north of Santiago de Compestella

On the coast is the Praia das Catedrais

The marble buttresses carved by the sea and the wind

The halls and caves rich in the colors of nature, the sheen of the rock the soft green of the moss

Natures gift to us to treasure and enjoy

I find I have my faith now in nature

In the earth

Not in a belief, a god, a spirit, an omnipotent by non existent creation of a prophets mind

But in the earth and the land that we too often take for granted

The earth and the land that gives life

I met an Aboriginal Elder in Cape York – Willie Gordon

From the Guugu Yimithirr tribe

His descriptions of the relationship between the Aboriginal Australians and the land shifted my understanding of the land and nature

The life giving force of nature and the land

For we are of the land and at its end we return to the land

You know your back in Australia

Adventure, Australia, Motorbikes, photography, Poetry, travel

An Aussie beach northern NSW

The emblamtic difference between Europe and Australia is the long white sandy beach

With little or no trace of humans

It really can only happen in Australia

And on a warm spring day the whales can be seen off shore breaching and blowing

Smashing their huge trident tails into the water as swim south to Antarctica for summer.

Sunset mid west NSW

The space is overwhelming

Riding nearly 1000 km in a day, on small back roads with little traffic.

The big purple sunset across the open paddocks

But the cherry blossom at Young in the southern highlands a reminder that there is so much of Europe transported here.

Cross the Celtic Sea. Are they spirits of the past calling?

Adventure, Europe, Ireland, Personal, photography, Poetry, travel

It was a misty night

As the ferry left Cherbourg

The next day the emerald isle.

My forebares left on an immigrant ship

More than 140 years ago

Driven out by desperation and hunger

And I’m on the car ferry from France

During the night the sky cleared and moon cast her silver light upon the sea

And at Rosslare the sun was shining it’s welcome.

The Irish on board were talking about how good it was to be back home

Its not my home but the blue blue sea and the emerald hills sure tug at the heart strings

The heat and glory of Lago Maggoria

Adventure, Europe, Italy, Motorbikes, photography, Poetry

The beautiful big expanse of water

Baked hot in the mid July sun

It spans the border I to Switzerland

But it’s so Italian

The colour

The richness

The food

The unexpected

James Bonds amphibious car

The exuberance of the Italian language

Talking with the hands

The language almost a song.

On a hot day in July on Lago Maggoria