While on the top level of a double decker bus recently, I had an unusual view of the world. Being so much higher than normal it altered my perception somewhat of the streets and buildings I passed. Having a view directly into second story windows gave me passing glimpses into many people’s homes and workspaces…While downstairs at street level is open to the public or carefully protected for privacy, the second story windows were generally wide open and offered a real glimpse into anonymous lives lived in a busy city. It made me wonder about who lived here and who looked out their window directly into tree leaves and city street scenes…
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I think this has to be the most beautiful toilet facility I have ever entered. We had stopped to rest after a day’s walking, and had settled on a park bench in a large courtyard beside a church, in the busy central city. After people watching and drinking coffee for well over an hour, I started to look for a wee pee stop (as you do). I was stunned to be pointed in the direction of two doors leading down below the church. And once there…I was even more stunned. What an incredible, beautiful, peaceful, elegant, serene and contemplative space.
Sometimes you find beauty in unexpected places. Like public toilets.
I had to laugh. One of my son’s, upon flipping through all my photos from my recent trip made a sigh and commented that all I took photos of were “old buildings and trees”.
“That’s because I love them” I replied. I reflected on this later. He was correct of course… the bulk of my photos were of old buildings and city trees. This was despite being in the midst of a bustling cosmopolitan city with skyscrapers and modern city glitter and shine. It was the old façades and crumbling stone and timber buildings that gave the city heart.
This is what spoke to me. This is what I love. This is what I notice.
The early evening just before dusk really turns to nightfall, when the sky seems to be a mix of the palest colours and the darkest clouds and when city lights glimmer and glisten in the water, but it isn’t really dark yet… this is my favourite time of day.
While continuing with the travel theme…the Sydney harbour area, its waters and the bridge (of course!) were found to be quite beautiful, especially in that magic moment when daylight turns to dark.
I came across this delightfully whimsical scene while visiting down-town Sydney recently. It completely enchanted me.
That’s what I love about walking around in new places…the anticipation, the joy of discovering something unexpected. That feeling of surprise and delight when you find something a wee bit special…such as this. It might be a marketing gimmick, a publicity stunt, a modern art display or street art. To Sydney’s urban dwellers it may not even register a second glance any more.
But I noticed. And I found a tiny, quite special, magical space. Just lovely.
H is for being Home for Christmas.
I saw them putting up the lights today for the start of this year’s festival of lights, and it reminded me how Happy I was the night I took this image, wandering around the park with excited children.
This is my Home..a small sea-side city with a pretty park decked out in twinkling lights and full of music and people every Christmas.
Home really is where your Heart is.
The bells ring out on Marsland Hill every day and what a beautiful sound they make. I would like to hear their daily ritual but do not live close enough and have to settle for catching them occasionally by accident when in the area.
But, nothing sounds more like Christmas than the sound of bells ringing, pure, loud and joyous, so today’s Alphabet Advent calendar on day two, is the letter B for Bells at Christmas time…
Witnessing someone completely focused and concentrating on what they are doing and oblivious to your presence is a strange phenomenon. You can feel like you are accidentally privy to an intensely private moment. Yet I was enthralled and drawn into the scene by the focused attention to detail, the composition of what I saw before me, the light (of course), and the contrast of gentle/fragile/focused work vs dangerous/gritty/dark…
That and the allure of the flame…mesmerising always!
Sometimes there is beauty in very unexpected places. This one place I have found it.
Sometimes we take for granted the very scene we see everyday. It is so familiar that we don’t even notice it any more. Yet the same place seen from a different perspective can give you a different take on things. I took this image while upstairs in a building in our main street. It was a perspective I had not seen before and it made the familiar city scene look quite unfamiliar and interesting. It reminds me to keep looking at things with fresh eyes.