Mandjoogoordap (Mandurah)
Companions
Sunrise
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OneBrighton, Mandurah.
HFF, everyone. Keep safe, please. You are all important to all of us.
Catch
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Cool
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April
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"Wet Evening in April" by Patrick Kavanagh
The birds sang in the wet trees
And I listened to them it was a hundred years from now
And I was dead and someone else was listening to them.
But I was glad I had recorded for him the melancholy.
Maze
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HFF everyone from a (relatively) safe Western Australia. For the first time ever, living in a remote state on a remote island at the arse-end of the world has been shown to have advantages.
This is underneath the new "Old Bridge" in the centre of Mandurah, linking old Mandurah with Hall's Head. The "New Bridge" is the one in the distance which carries the main road from Mandurah to the south. Both bridges have fishing platforms beneath them.
The old "Old Bridge" which was demolished some three years ago is shown in the PiP. The even older "Old Bridge" which was once the "New Bridge" of course, was demolished some time in the 1950s I think. Confused by what is "old" and "new"? Yeah, but no but ... just crack a cold one and enjoy the view (though you might want to keep an eye out for the wallopers and the wowsers in these socially-distancing times).
Chickens
Gold
Monarch
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"I am monarch of all I survey;
My right there is none to dispute;"
William Cowper.
Photograph taken long ago outside Jimmy's Café, Mandurah. Now sadly gone and replaced by a chain restaurant.
Why do the things we love always disappear? "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone ..." (Or to quote another Joni Mitchell song: "Nothing lasts for long.")
Awakening
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Early morning, Mandurah estuary, WA
Cormorants, gulls, pelican.
Press Z to biggen it up.
"The common cormorant (or shag)
Lays eggs inside a paper bag,
You follow the idea, no doubt?
It is to keep the lightning out.
But what these unobservant birds
Have never thought of, is that herds
Of wandering bears might come with buns
And steal the bags to hold the crumbs."
(Poem by Christopher Isherwood)
Stilt
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Evening
Curve
Overlook
Look
Home
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Mandurah. From the Western foreshore. Summer Sunday morning. As close to paradise as an old reprobate like me will ever get.
Big it up and put it on black. (Press Z.)
Contemplating
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