Pelican

My entry for a couple of photo challenges: My Place in the world and Jennifer’s One Word Photo Challenge — Pelican.

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Pelecanus conspicillatus splash landing

Pelicans have lived along the Cooks River since at least the Dreaming, I learned from a book I’m reading about the river: River Dreaming. They are called Goolay’yari by the local Aboriginal people and feature in creation stories.

The Cooks River is an important place to me. I live a ten minute walk from these pelicans. I have been picnicking, bird-watching, riding bikes and walking along the river for twenty years. I’ve hosted and been to birthday parties and attended kid’s soccer matches and training in the parks along the riverbanks. I’ve blogged about it numerous times. I even wrote an essay about it for uni.

I love the river, imperfect as it is, so that’s why this post is also a contribution to this week’s WordPress photo challenge: My place in the world. Continue reading

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Rare birds of the Inner West

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Flamingo of Newtown.

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Cranky bird of Enmore (now extinct).

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Owl or eagle? And are those eyes really cameras?

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Camouflage bird of Erskineville. Cos on this particular wall, you are an endangered species.

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Saw the no stopping sign just a leetle too late.

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Monday Music: Admiration

This week, the WordPress photo challenge is to depict someone or something we admire.

I admire musicians.

I admire their skill and focus.

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Wassada, led by Moussa Diakite, performing recently at the Django bar in Sydney.

I admire their ability to set aside difference and appreciate the best of each others’ musical cultures.

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Weekly photo challenge: half-light

This week, the WordPress Photo Challenge, set by Krista, asks us to match our photo to a poem, lyrics or story. Happy to oblige, with both a poem and a story …

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‘Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Continue reading