Tide is out, water is clear, wood is sculpture
The great egret captured in the rippled water, stalking its morning prey
Winter in south oz is charecterized by glorious sunny days with cloudscapes to fantasize about and temperatures that require beanies, gloves fingerless and scarves…these will be interspersed with grey, rainy and windy days…days better off spent inside by the fire reading a good book.
Taken through my front window latish on a cold and rainful day……
Taken on a bike ride not far from my house …a great egret taking off. Oh for a better lens ! It was somewhat shy of my attempts to photograph….
These gorgeous entities are everywhere …often in family groups nestled in amongst the gum trees. They say they only grow a couple of cms a year.
They are remarkably hardy plants able to survive the fiercest of bushfires…..their symmetry leaves me open mouthed at times.
They are prolific and after a bushfire you can see them pushing up through the soil along the sides of the road…any cleared space really.
The cliffs close to where we were staying were made of jagged limestone, worn into gloriously fantastical shapes at the whims of the wind, the sea and salt spray
The vegetation hugging close and dense, footholds tightly twined into the rocky sand
Colours vibrant and lush
Fleshy, succulent attuned to this harsh yet wondrous environment