I’m going way back to the 80s when the organisers of the Australia Day celebrations held at Carrara on the Gold Coast, came up with the brilliant idea of launching the Grave Digging Competition. Not one person died on the job, but I heard the committee struck pay dirt when it attracted huge crowds to see such an unique idea in action. Hooray.
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.
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.