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Post #113 Sunday 23 June 2019 – Pretty Balmoral

June 23, 2019 by MG 1 Comment

Posted in: Adventure, Coast, Eating out, Food, Harbour, Letters from America, Sky, Urban landscape

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Sunday 23 June 2019

The lovely thing about Sydney, well there are many but this is also one of them, is that even when it is overcast it can be very pretty.

I was at Mosman last week during the week, a bit of an event because I don’t go over the Bridge so much these days. Afterward I dropped down from the steep ridge that Military Road follows, to the pretty harbour beach, Balmoral (surf beach for the under threes). I had a nostalgic and quality fish and chips from the Bottom of the Harbour fish and chip shop, which I think has been there about 20 years, loyally taking cash only and reminding some of us of scandalous tax avoidance schemes from the days of when…

It was an overcast day. A steady number of citizens walked their dogs along the foreshore. I have always liked the somewhat art deco style of the concrete foreshore walkway, complemented by the little bridge across the isthmus which you can just see at the end of the beach here in one of my afternoon snaps.

Bottom of the Harbour – tax schemes from the past

MG xx
Both sides of the Bridge

Post #78 Saturday 17th March 2018 – Back from Canberra

March 17, 2018 by MG 2 Comments

Posted in: Adventure, Aesthetics, Art, Cooking, Driving, Food, Home, Letters from America, Travel, Urban landscape

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Saturday 17 March 2018

I had the fastest drive home from Canberra than I’ve had in ages. This notwithstanding there was a lot of road work – for which we all slowed down. But as I regularly let myself travel just above the speed limit, alas I am thinking this may be the reason for my fast trip even with roadwork and I am none too proud of it really.

It was a good stay and I collected visuals of another interesting piece of sculpture on an early evening walk near the hotel. On reflection I could have done a better photo:

Here’s a better shot from the local Sculpture Walk Guide which I found on the net, together with a spiel about the scuplture’s name and significance, and its’ creator, all of which is quite appealing:

MG xx
reporting on some of this week’s adventures.

Post #26 Saturday 6 May 2017 – Darlinghurst Gaol

May 6, 2017 by MG Leave a Comment

Posted in: Adventure, Birds, City, Food, Letters from America, Urban landscape, Wildlife

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Saturday 6 May 2017

I went up to Oxford Street at lunch time today to see a good friend from the country who was down in Sydney for work. It was another glorious day. I wish I had worn lighter clothing. After work was done we strolled along the walkway shaded by trees and high sandstone walls next to the Art School that occupies the grounds of the old goal (the old East Sydney Tech). Then we stopped in at the cafe there which is tucked away inside the walled grounds.

It’s a secret spot. Here’s the side entrance we used to duck in.

Today there was something unusual at the cafe. The shiniest, proudest, most engaged with humanity crow I have ever seen.

He was actively mining the cafe environment for food and when there was none he got creatively destructive. I mean, it was not enough to trash the miniature cactus pot plant decorating the cafe table by throwing it onto the floor, it also had to be stabbed a good number of times, back and front, with the beak first.

There was a crow commentary carried on throughout. The noise was so varied and expressive. At the end of a gravelly phrase when the bird seemed really put out by the food situation the voice would drop to a gurgling growling sometimes sing song series of notes. This bird must have learnt to speak this way from interacting with a human or human family. What a forceful presence! Completely dominating his environment with noise and movement, constant enquiry and fearless interaction with people.

My country friend observed maybe the crow was the ghost of some former inmate, a guy whose death had never been avenged, who had been knocked off by Roger Rogerson back in the day when Rogerson did time in Darlinghurst Goal. So the crow persists. Unweary cipher.

from the David Attenborough school of natural history, Darlinghurst division, MG
signing out for the evening,

stay lively xx

Post #24 and a half – Saturday 22 April 2017 – swimming in the evening

April 22, 2017 by MG 2 Comments

Posted in: Adventure, Coast, Food, Letters from America, Sky, Urban landscape

Letters from America

Saturday 22 April 2017

There was swimming later in the day but no real sleep beforehand (as I had hoped).
The water was warm the way the sea gets warm in the evening. The white on the waves was luminous.
Must only swim in the evening.

Lovely sunset Northern Beaches view.

And after we had recovered from the waves my girlfriend and I had sangria and tapas outdoors at one of the busy little restaurants on the promenade.

Signing off for real this time,

MG xx