It’s not all concrete in this industrial complex. There’s a touch of green around too.
It’s not exactly the tropics here, but banana trees seem to grow really well.
You don’t exactly see the M5 from the track as hear it. The roadway is on the other side of the trees.
The canal that you see there is the infamous Wolli Creek. In heavy rains (and it has been heavy often lately) the creek can swallow up cars, even trains.
Alongside the track is an industrial zone. A bit worn around the edges, these might not be the prettiest buildings in the suburb, but their ugliness make them all the more interesting.
The M5 is a mixed blessing. When the traffic is good, it’s great.
When the traffic is bad, it’s the bane of everyone’s existence, clogging up the main road and all other feeder roads. These photos were taken on a good day.
The other good thing due to its coming is that we have a bike/pedestrian track that runs alongside the M5 East for almost 10km, from Bexley North to Riverwood.
Next we’ll go for a walk along this track.
We’re pretty lucky as a suburb, as we have a train line through it, meaning quick commutes into the city. It used to be two tracks, but now has been widened to four to allow for quicker trains from Campbelltown and even out of town trains from the south west.
While having a train line is a definite advantage, having a motorway is a mixed blessing. The M5 passes straight through. It came just in time for the 2000 Olympics, so it’s about 15 years old. Before then there were just open fields on both sides of Kingsgrove Road.
Around the corner from the church are the Catholic schools – both of which I went to. The primary school, co-ed.
And girls high school. I walked this hill a thousand times to the front gate. Note the Catholic girl’s length on the skirt (kilt/picnic blanket) which we wore all-year-round.
It’s a short walk back home. And along the way I pass this oddity of a house. Click to view closely, and note the gnomes.
Around the corner from the shops is the local Catholic church, Our Lady of Fatima (there’s she is in the foreground). It’s also my ‘local’ since childhood, hence I’ve walked up that path thousands of times over the years.
Notice that the church has a modern design. It was built in the 70’s post Vatican II when the movement was to include the congregation in the services. Inside is also very interesting as seen in this article.
The original church, built in the 40’s, stands next door. It’s more conventional, and is now used at the meeting hall.
Changes are afoot in Kingsgrove. Beside the brown brick houses, the apartments have arrived.
I’m not completely against the development, as it provides the suburb with a supermarket, and now completing the weekly grocery run is just a walk away. It is however imposing compared to the low-key 1940s buildings that it towers over.
It’s an autumn morning in Sydney CBD. This used to be my stamping ground. I’d walk down Macquarie Street, past the Hyde Park Barracks. The 200 year old sandstone buildings are pretty much as old as western civilisation gets in Australia.
Around the corner is Martin Place. The barristers seem like just another flock of pigeons to me.
Martin Place is full of commemorations to the wars and various military units.
But most workers don’t notice this on most days. Perhaps only on Anzac Day.
People are likely to take notice of this place these days, since the terrible events of last December. It’s nice to see that it’s full once again.
Forget about the rules of composition, I just want to enjoy more of Oatley Park.
The feathery ferns in the shaded areas.
More of those great Sydney red gums.
Many of the trees were shedding their bark, just like a snake. Is it only Australian trees that do this?
I’ve changed locations now to Oatley Park, beside the Georges River. It’s been awhile since I took some photos there so it’s good to wander down the old track once more.
Now, back to composition. The repetition of objects is pleasing to the eye and so makes a good picture. There were plenty of things to choose from in the bush.
The Sydney red gums in Oatley are plentiful and have such interesting shapes.
Close-up, I found clusters of fuchsia heath flowers in the shade.
Even the leaf litter makes an example of repetition.
Static and Silence 
