I don’t think flowers had us in mind when they decided to become so beautiful, but it seems to have worked out for the best.
Sometimes the simple thing are the most beautiful
Makes me want to just walk out on the water and walk to Hawaii.
It is kinda interesting how people tend to think about yesterday and tomorrow and miss the now. I suppose the problem is no one really know what now is. It is that infinitely small sliver of time between the past and the future. We are sad about the past and worried about the future. What a mess.
I was walking along the beach one day and was invited in for a chat.
I don’t know what it is about this photo that I like. It breaks all the design rules yet there is something intriguing about it.
I have a love hate relationship with Malborne. The best thing is the coffee. The rest is ok… It kinda looks nice from here…but it is not Hawaii.
Beauty is everywhere. Sometimes I forget to look.
If you are an old person you may remember the TV series Victory At Sea.
I’s just a sunset but man does it make you wonder about life.
A nice time of the day
The end of the day marks the beginning of the evening. As they say, “The night is young.”
Remember that song, “Another day older and deeper in debt.” Its true…another day older and deeper in debt. Kinda makes you wonder what is it all about?
Looks like there maybe a way outta here.
This guy was walking along thinking about all his problems and God suddenly appeared but he did not even notice.
What is it about a beach that is so attractive? No matter where you go in the world and find a beach there is something so nice about it. Is it the colours, the warm sand the water? It is like beauty, everyone agrees that something is beautiful but no one know why. Or like “life” everyone know they are alive but they don’t know why.
This looks amazing but in a few minutes the sun will go down and it will get dark and cold and she will go home to her family who are all having problems in life and tomorrow she will be back at her boring job. I hate to have to tell you this… actually I just made it all up. I have no idea what is on her mind.
I can’t think of anything to say about this.
This bird must have something on his mind like lunch or going to the bank or meeting his girlfriend but I have no idea what it is. He looks like he has something important to do but I don’t think I will ever know why he looks so intense. Its kinda sad that our thoughts are so private, nobody know what the other person is thinking. It would be nice to have a quick chat, but I think this bird is too busy to ever talk to me.
I am amazed at how much people can talk without actually saying anything important. I bet these guys are talking about how nice it is. When do we ever talk about important stuff? Now that I think about it … what is important? Maybe just talking is important and what you talk about is not so important. That’s nice.
The beach, the beach, the beach… what can I say?
Either someone up there is upset about something or the aliens are invading.
I have mixed feelings about chaos.
The earth looks really big, but when you look at the Earth compared to the sun, the Earth looks small. When you compare the Sun to the galaxy, the Sun looks small. When you compare the galaxy to the universe, the galaxy looks really small. So where does that leave me? At least I can think about all of it and wonder what the hell is going on here.
Since I read the Chronicles of Narnia I have kept an eye out for the Lamp Post thinking I would be able to have a chat with Aslan. I found this post which seemed pretty cool but not much happened.
There is just something cool about sky and space and the space defined by clouds. It seem like a space you could go to and actually hang out. Maybe I have aspirations to be an angel someday. I better lift my game.
There is something so infinite about the ocean. Its kinda like time. It goes on forever in both directions.
You have to admit, someone around here is a pretty good artist.
Nothing wrong with building castles in the sky.
Matter, Energy, Space and Time and some very cold swimmers. I would rather be in front of a warm fire sipping a hot coffee.
Imagine being able to fly.
There is a serious storm about to hit and these people are sitting on the beach like it was a sunny day. Is this the story of all mankind or just Australia?
It looks like this guy is “Contemplating the Meaning of Life” but who knows what he is thinking. It is kinda sad that we don’t know each others thoughts. But maybe it is a good thing. I wonder what he is thinking about.
Is it better to get a job in an office and make money or is it better to know how to fish?
Looking at the big world makes one seem very small, but I can imagine all the way to the end of the universe and think about before time. So that kinda makes me pretty big. At least I think so.
I am glad it is only my imagination but this looks like the end of the world.
I have often wondered what my purpose in Life is. I have to admit I am a bit confused about that. That makes me wonder if flowers have a purpose and if they know what it is or do they wonder about it like I do.
I look at people like this and wonder what they are thinking about. I know they have a whole universe inside their little head and its a lonely thought that I will never know what they are thinking. I guess I should appreciate the friends and family I have and stay in better communication with them. I wonder if they ever wonder what I am thinking about. Probably not.
Sometimes I feel like I need to get off this planet and go someplace different. I come to this Launch Pad and wait, but so far no luck.
When I get out of the house and go for a walk I usually feel better. Interesting.
There is something about being a bird and just being able to fly away that symbolises freedom. I am not exactly sure what I would have to be, do or have to feel I had achieved a state of Freedom. Maybe I should talk it over with a seagull sometime.
Nature has a way of doing the most amazing things with colour harmony. No one is better than nature when it comes to Art.
You know how a friendly dog can come up to you and wag his tail and be both interested in you and also seek your attention, well this flower kinda reminds me of that. There seems to be a common thread amongst living beings.
These days come and go so fast. Why can’t everyday be like this?
This kinda day goes so fast. Summer comes and goes and the years go by. But the times at the beach are forever. You can’t have time without nature.
Abundance is good.
Have you ever walked by a pack of puppies and they all jump up and show their eagerness to be your friend? Well that is what these flowers are doing. But you don’t have to pick up after them like you do with dogs.
I don’t know if it is my imagination but these flowers look like kids in a playground having a great time. Maybe we don’t realize that plants are alive too.
I took this photo mid summer and now I am writing this in mid winter. Summer looks so much better in the winter. I think that is true of a lot of things.
Its kinda funny that in a million years from now no one will care what day this was.
Just down the coast is where I live but the city feels like home.
Once in a while ii stops raining in Melbourne!
I can’t go to work on a day like this. Sorry, I just can’t do it.
Its funny how if you are in a big huge space you feel alone unless you have someone with you. I guess that’s what friends are for.
Once in a while you find something special.
The bark of these Australian trees is so beautiful. Most of the time I just walk by and don’t notice anything. I guess I do that with most people too. I have to start hugging more trees and more people.
At the end of the day I often look back and think about how much I did not do. I know that is bad but I do it. The good news is by the next day I forget about it and the day before seems pretty good.
Do you ever get the feeling someone up there is keeping an eye on us. I don’t know if I should feel happy or sad about that. Probably it is my mom, she was always disappointed with my chores.
Have you ever had a holiday you never forget. This is a photo of one of those days. I am glad I have this photo because it reminds me of that day.
Its nice to be the same and its nice to be different. If we were not different then we could not be the same. If you get my drift.
I wonder if flowers have the same insecurities I felt in High School. I was around friends but always felt awkward. I wonder if flowers have friends in the garden and I wonder if they have arguments and other silly problems. Maybe I would have been better off being a flower. But it’s kinda crazy because I also think the flower wishes it could be a photographer. Its a problem.
This is just a flower but as I sit here looking at it I am deeply moved by the exquisite beauty. Of course I can’t just enjoy it I have to start the thinking process as to why it beautiful. What is beauty? Who made it beautiful? Why do I think it is beautiful? For that matter why did my Mom think I was beautiful? Don’t worry, these are just rhetorical questions.
Its weird how a small human being can conceive of the whole universe and consider what happened since the beginning of time to the present. Who would have suspected this person walking along the beach was thinking about the whole universe and worrying about what will happen when the sun explodes in a few billion years.
When the sun is about to set and I realize that the day is over and I am not going to accomplish what I wanted to do that day I feel sad. Its funny how at the start of the day I think I will get alot done but by sunset I have to acknowledge that it is not going to happen. Oh well there’s always tomorrow. Got to run.
Tree bark is usually not very interesting but this looks like some kind of writing. It made me recall the expression “Writing on the wall” which means something is pretty inevitable. I am not sure what the tree is trying to say. Am I missing something?
Some days are so beautiful but I know that they won’t last long. This was one of those days and now looking back on it; I am sad that it was over so quickly. I think I need some help to stay happy and “in the moment.” I was not happy on that day because I knew it would not last and now I am not happy because it is gone. What a mess.
If I was a spaceman and came to earth, I would disguise my spaceship as a cloud. The other day I looked up and saw someone doing just that. It is amazing how much we have in common with spacemen.
Sometimes I feel really fresh and awake and other times I feel a bit dull. I wish I could always feel like these flowers look. I wonder what they think of me and how I look. I hate to think.
In the summer when its too hot I long for the cool days of winter, but now that it is winter I really look forward to the warm days of summer. I don’t think I will ever be happy.
Sometimes I feel stuck. I am trying to accomplish stuff but nothing happens. I feel worse when I just wait but what else can you do when you are stuck?
I really get annoyed with people who just waste time doing nothing all day. But when I am in the office working, I really resent that I can’t be doing nothing too.
With a little bit of imagination I can see these clouds as flying fish. I wonder if fish have dreams of flying, I do.
Maybe she is thinking about all the lost years she threw away and now she longs to meet him again. But more likely she is thinking about what to cook for dinner.
Nature has a way of making colours that are so stunning that it kinda makes me wonder if someone up there was trying to impress me. Well let me say that I am impressed.
I know things like clouds and rocks are not alive but sometime they look like they could be people. This was a cloud that looked like a person. I found it weird because it was a storm yet the water was calm. Sometime I don’t understand people and I never understand clouds. Or maybe its the other way around.
Once in a while the heavenly shades of night start falling and I feel like I am in a storybook. This happened a while ago and I was lucky to get a photo of the whole thing. Now I need to write a story so I can put the picture in the story book where it belongs.
Nice thing about having a partner is you have someone to go home with at the end of the day. The nice thing about the end of the day is you get to go home with your partner. Amazing how things work out for the best sometimes.
When I am walking along thinking about all my problems and feeling sorry for myself, I sometimes look up and when I see this kinda stuff it makes me wonder if I understand anything.
I was walking along the beach thinking about something far away and suddenly realized I was not at home but realized I was feeling right at home at the beach.
Sometimes I wonder who is walking who. The dog seems to be more aware of what is going on then the humans.
I love a sunny day when the water is clear and the sky is blue. This was not one of those days. But it had its own beauty. It was cold and windy and I could feel the sand blasting on my ankles from the intense wind. I think I prefer the sunny days.
There are some people who are eager to meet and talk to you. When I met this flower it was very enthusiastic to have a chat. I was really busy so I couldn’t stop and talk but it made me realize how rare people are who are willing to open up and be a friend. Now thinking about it, I think I am like that.
After the rain clears this flower was out looking for the sun. Kinda reminds me of a girl I knew in High School who also loved the sun.
Did you ever notice that after winter; spring comes for a few days and then it’s back to winter again. Sometimes I think the weather is a lesson in success. You just have to keep going and someday the sun will shine. But in the meantime you get rained on once in a while. But in Melbourne you get rained on all the time.
Just at sunset everybody gets together and starts talking.SHOP
Do you ever feel like you are in a terrible rush to go somewhere and do something important but you are really not sure what you are doing or why it is so important. Well you are not alone.SHOP
After a busy day I often reflect on what I actually accomplished and realize that mostly what I do does not make any difference, really. So what are we doing here anyway? What’s the point of all this? Kinda makes me wonder what it’s all about. Do you ever think about that kind of stuff?SHOP
Sometimes I wonder how I find anything at all. The world is so big and I have so much in my mind. Where does it all come from and where is it all stored?SHOP
On a clear blue day I think about how small my inner space has become. What would happen if I became as big as the sky and headed off into deep space.SHOP
It’s amazing what a stunning photo can do for a room.SHOP
The problem with wings is you have no hands.SHOP
Do you ever find yourself waiting somewhere for something but you are not sure about either one?SHOP
Sometimes living on this planet seem really weird.SHOP
Sometimes we look in the strangest places to find truth.SHOP
Sometimes when I think about where I used to be, I feel far from home. SHOP
My dad used to tell me to stop looking at the ground. Now I see why.SHOP
It was just about sunset and I was on my way home when I came across this flower that was casting its shadow on the fence. The colour harmony was so nice and the flower was wishing me a good evening. So I stopped to say hello and had a short talk about how the day had been. It was a bit shy but reluctantly allowed me to take its picture. As I walked away it said, “See ya later.”SHOP
The wind took the day off and the clouds had nowhere to go. The water was so flat that the birds decided to walk. I lay down and slept and dreamt of the days when I thought I was sad, but now think I was actually happy.SHOP
I stopped to take this picture and the old lady came out and asked me what I was doing. I thought she was upset with me but I explained that I was taking a photo of her beautiful flowers. She was thrilled. In the 70 years she had lived there no one had ever commented on her flowers. She loved me. SHOP
We suffered through a long cold winter and on the first warm day we met the flowers. They were complaining about the long winter too. SHOP
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When day meets night they start to dance and we get sunsets.