I went outside early yesterday morning on the Gold Coast, I looked up and noticed the moon going down. I raised the camera to see if these was some sort of picture I could snap. Just as I decided there was nothing in it, bugger me if this butcher bird didn’t fly past obviously trying to catch an early worm. Well I’ll be a monkeys uncle. Snap. Hooray. Queensland, Australia.
Just when a few people told me they were “sick of (my) pelican pictures”, I snapped this bunch of hungry pelicans in a bun fight over a fish. And it looks as through the fish is about to be filleted. But where’s the chips? The seagulls ate those. I supplied the salad and crusty bread. You beauty. Gold Coast, Australia.
My mother deserted me when I was two-years-old and my sister four-years-old. Our father dumped us in an Anglican children’s home to be cared for. We never set eyes on either of them again. The home was full of hatred, bloodshed, physical, sexual and psychological abuse. I survived in that hell-home for 14 years, my sister for eight before she was adopted by a family of misfits and drunks. Although my sister still suffers deeply (and at times I do), I have had a wonderful, fulfilled and exciting life. Anyway, to all the beautiful and loving mothers, especially my dear sister and my dear darling daughter, Elouise, enjoy your day and keep on loving and hoping for a better life for every child in the world. Hooray, here is a flower for the mothers everywhere. (Gold Coast Australia).
By the light of the slivery moon , a picture I snapped across the road from my joint on the Gold Coast. Actually, I’d forgotten all about the full moon then I heard it mentioned on TV so I bolted to the park and managed to snap this. It looks so much like a guitar you could almost play it. Hooray. Queensland, Australia.