Three sunsets and one sunrise -- Kimberley

More Mudgee photos

Mudgee Photos -- Critters

Photos -- flowers from our Mudgee trip

Graduation Photos

Three photos from my graduation (ok, 2 months ago ..)
The first is a group of students and lecturers .. I am on the far right in the front row.
The next is with my son and daughter in law, and the third is with a group of friends -- my daughter is peering over my shoulder (in green) and my husband is the tall guy at the back

Black and White

No, not my thinking!! Photos!
Let me explain. In our family room, on the wall opposite the kitchen door, we have a group of black and white photos. A used to be into b&w photography in a big way, and had his own darkroom. Times change.Now all our photography is digital, we each have a camera and get a lot of fun from it, though our photographic "styles" are very different! At the moment we are in the process of replacing the photos on the wall (something we do periodically) and so are picking out a few photos, converting them to greyscale, enhancing them and printing them.
Thought you might like to see a couple ..

And some more ..

Reflections on the river at Mallacoota; Pelicans at the wharf (there was a guy cleaning his catch of fish and throwing them the scraps); a deserted Victorian beach; low tide

still more photos

lorikeets at the motel bird-feeder; driving through the forest towards Eden; an upturned boat (ok I thought the colour made it photogenic); a sparrow on the ground

More photos

holiday details -- succulents in a pot outside a craft shop, a decent surf on a southcoast beach, reeds in a pond in the Eurobodalla Botanic gardens (south of Bateman's Bay) and a wayside rosebud

Some bird photos

Roses

We have a tradition in our church on Good Friday. As we go into church, each person is given a red rose. A large wooden cross is put in the centre at the front of the church. At the end of the service there is silence. People are left to go up and kneel before the cross in silent prayer, as they are ready, and at the conclusion of their prayers, throw their rose at the foot of the cross as an act of rededication.



ROSES

They lie there, on the floor,
Red as my trampled heart.
Yet each one, perfect in beauty,
Offering back it’s fragrance to its Maker:
Can a yielded heart be fragrant too?

He lies there, in the empty coffin
He who emptied the tomb
And will fill my empty heart.
He has left His beauty now,
The last part lies scattered,
No beauty, no majesty to draw our eyes.

And I lie here, inwardly,
Acknowledging my brokenness,
Feeling betrayal, scorn,
And the refting of my tattered heart.
How shall I hold Him
When my self is full of holes?

No offering is wasted.
Each one is gathered up
Precious and lovely.
He can count all His bones.
There is water for the thirsty
Peace for the broken
Hands that will gather and hold
And a gate is swung wide open to the Father’s heart.

His coffin
Not mine.
Because he claimed it
And in doing so, claimed me.

NZ wildlife

yep, all my own photos! Seals at Akaroa, a weka, a silver gull (they call them red-legged gulls in NZ!) and seals at Milford Sound

Flowers in New Zealand

Some photos

Since I still haven't decided on an online site to put my best NZ photos (nor had the time to investigate the possibilities) I decided to put a few up here:
These are taken out of the plane or coach window (I was experimenting to see if it worked)