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Heightened Senses

Where has the year gone, ladies and gentlemen? Has it left a taste in your mouth? If so, I hope it fizzes on your tongue – the umami of friendships, happy reunions, sad farewells, betrayal, disappointment, joy, creativity, fellowship. community – the colour of life in all its hues.

The Colour Of The Senses

Can you smell purple?
Can you feel blue?
Can you see gold in the rainbow?
Can you hear a ringing pearlescent edged with pink,
taste a summer morning, luscious red on tender lips?
Colours complementary or clashing, multi-sensory mix and match –
can you smell, feel, see, hear, taste the colours coursing,
massing, grooving, singing in the fellowship of man?

I took the first photo and wrote the little poem. The next two photos were taken by my True Love. I think that is a reasonable division of labour, even if I do say so myself.

This is my response to Jude’s Life In Colour kaleidoscope photography challenge and also the first of two responses (pressure!) to Tina’s Lens-Artists Photo Challenge with the theme of Your Choice. Thanks to all the wonderful hosts of these challenges for keeping us occupied this year.

We are nearly there, ladies and gentlemen. 2022. Soon. But let’s not rush it. Be kind, be patient, be your most compassionate selves.

Love to you all.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.


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Black and/or Grey

Each month, Jude hosts a colour challenge. The colour for November is black. Or grey. What about black and grey? Or black and/or grey. Oh dear. Life is complicated. I’m in a muddle. The crested pigeon is nominally grey but is black and grey up close. See.

My head hurts.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

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More Orange Cars Than You Can Poke A Stick At

Considering the number of orange-themed photos I have, I’ve left my run late for this month’s Life In Colour – Orange photography challenge. My how the world has changed since my True Love and I accidentally found ourselves at this vintage car show in Yass (Australia) in December 2019. We used to drive to Yass every Saturday for local produce but unfortunately we have been only a couple of times in the last 20 months. Think of all those carbon emissions we’ve saved. Anyhoo, let’s have a look at the orange cars because they go almost as fast as the red ones.

Those were the days. Drive safely, everyone.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

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The Changing Seasons – August 2021

Canberra (Australia) – Waiting for spring, waiting for Covid to come to the national capital, waiting for vaccines for young adults and kids. Waiting.

In the lull before the coronavirus arrived in town, I bought some native plants to create a fire hazard woody grassland on the nature strip (aka footpath) out the front of my place (no photos as the plants are too small). I then spent the rest of the month trying to keep cars from driving over my babies. I was also preoccupied mosaicing on a few sunny days. Consequently, I did not stock up on groceries. I also spent time worrying about the growing coronavirus case numbers in New South Wales and Victora (Australia). And, of course, waiting.

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Serenity In Colour and Song

Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you. I also have selected some blue and green themed photos for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge. It seems appropriate to match the music to the photos. Let me know, is it a good match?

Blue and green are my absolute favourite colours. At least, I used to think that. These days my palette of favourite colours seems endless. However, like an old lover, I always come back to blue and green. I love them soft. I love them subtle.

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No Flight Risk

I really don’t like flying. I like being there, but not the getting there part. International friends should rest easy in the knowledge that if they invite me to their place, I am unlikely to visit. My reluctance to get on a plane is rather convenient because aviation contributes 2.5 percent of global carbon emissions. As aviation affects the concentration of gases and pollutants in the atmosphere, it contributes 3.5 percent to warming (see here). Nevertheless as an isolated country far from global markets, Australia is dependent on air transport.

In truth, I would like my children to travel, both for their own pleasure but also because you can learn much about the world and other cultures through travel. If my kids fly with Qantas in future, they won’t be travelling on one of the Boeing 747 400 series planes. These planes were retired in 2020. This is the last one leaving Australia for the plane graveyard in the Mojave desert, California. I watched that plane fly over my house. It flew low and slow and seemed to hang in the air. My True Love (TL) was at our local park with his camera and he snapped this photo as it passed overhead.

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Fly-Bye

One of my family’s favourite sayings is “There is no use prevaricating about the bush.” Can you guess which movie this saying came from or who said it?

Answer: Wallace from one of the Wallace & Gromit films. Wallace has a way with words.

Speaking of prevaricating about the bush, it is now 15c degrees here. No lie. This means that my glue might finally stick. I had better fly and try it out.

Take care, everyone.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

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From The Depths

Parts of eastern Australia are currently experiencing record rainfall and some areas have been severely affected by flooding. Want a flood story? Not much to tell really. Scared the crap out of me though.

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