This week’s challenge word from the Daily Post is… GRID.
So many images were flashing through my mind this week when first thing this morning I awoke with an “ah-ha” moment. Okay so Hubby turned on the lights, then placed a hot cup of coffee on my bedside table but it was kinda the same!
This was NOT the photo I was thinking of in bed. However when I turned on my computer up came my photo of the Sydney Opera House and all those hundreds and hundreds, thousands and thousands of tiles. Now there’s a grid!
When you stare at it, you can see the grid within the grid. It may not be your regular tick-tack-toe grid but for me, that’s grid enough for me!
What can I say but… so many frangipani, so little time, lol!
These are some of the beautiful pale-pink frangipani we found in Sydney’s Royal Botanical Gardens.
And you know what? This isn’t the last frangipani photo I have either but I promise I’m going to attempt to limit myself to just the ONE frangipani photo ONCE a month.
Then again, perhaps I could simply rename Flower Friday to Frangipani Friday... now THERE’S an idea, lol! 🙂
Does it matter? Not at all as at the time all temptation to try one was resisted, instead savouring the moment with this photo!
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When I took this photo I honestly don’t remember that fly being there however, knowing me the way I do, it would be just like me to think taking a photo of a fly was a good idea!
Why this composition appeals to me I couldn’t explain in any way that makes any sense except… ’cause it does. Sometimes it simply is what it is!
If it hadn’t been for Master Thirteen and his God Father concocting many and varied dares for $20, I may never have looked up (read, rolled my eyes…) and noticed the deterrents Sydney had placed under the bridge above us at Circular Quay.
Yes it may have deterred the birds from sitting there, thus pooping on unsuspecting tourists below, but looking at all the trash caught in the spikes I’m wondering if a “I was pooped on at Sydney Harbour” may not be such a bad story after all.
Then again, not everyone’s thirteen year old is being dared to roll across Circular Quay… and I wouldn’t have it any other way. How else would I have photos of him lying in a square covered in french fries waiting for a flock of seagulls to descend upon him!