Guess who’s stalking?
These colourful rhinos were all over the city. They seem a bit more threatening than the colourful cows that were around years back.
This photo by Joan made me wonder about how consumed we’ve become by our phones. This young office worker is a good example. She didn’t seem to notice anyone around her, let alone how nice it was out in the park that lunch time.
You might not have known it from this blog, but I haven’t been feeling too much love for photography lately. Apart from holidays and day walks, it’s been ages since I took out my camera just for the heck of it. So to rekindle some camera love, I’m taking a short course.
I have taken a basic photography course before, but that must be 10 years ago or so now, and since then I’ve hardly been out of my comfort zone (i.e. scenes, landscapes and the like). So over the next little while, I’ll be posting the photos I’m taking as part of the week’s homework. Forgive me if it’s all a bit random.
To start off with, a study of Hyde Park at lunch time.
Lots of nice highlights and shadows now that it’s March. I really like how everything is so lush after the weekend’s rain.
We’ve come to the end of our Southern NSW adventure. We’ll end with a walk along Aslings Beach in Eden. BB wanted to fish (although I thought he was crazy to be fishing in the surf mid-winter). I took a walk among the dunes.
On the other side of dunes was a lake. I thought it was fitting that I saw two pelicans paddling by into the sunset.
Whaling survived in the area until the beginning of the 20th Century. It was however conducted in the old style, even right up until the 1930’s – hand-thrown harpoons from row boats. The most successful family were the Davidsons, who employed indigenous boat crews because they were the most skilled. Even more interesting, they had the help of local killer whales who would round up humpbacks and southern rights into the bay.
The centre of the industry was the whaling station on the other side of the bay from Eden at Kiah Inlet. The Davidson family actually lived in this cottage until the 1940’s. It’s an isolated place, but I guess it’s not too isolated if you know how to handle a boat.