A different night, and a different bay, but the same icy air kept us alert after dark…
sunset
063.
We watched the sun sink into the ocean, and then leave its mark across the sky like memory. As it faded we felt the cold wind race across the calm sea, screaming for our attention as one sense gave way to another…
061.
Destination unknown; journey remarkable…
057.
Even half a sunset can take your breath away…
054.
Amazing that such calm and quiet is so easy to find in a place with so much going on all of the time…
028.
I am dreaming of a smiling sky…
005.
We walked the almost empty streets of this city that was not ours, noticing the play of light across the rigid geometry of the modern buildings. We walked until that light was almost gone, and found ourselves near the lake. Here we listened to the sigh of the reeds, whispering their farewell to the sun as it sank, and admired a different play between light and land.
Melbourne 365: Day 338
Taking a wider view reveals more of the scene, and a little more of our connection to this city…
Melbourne 365: Day 337
We followed the gentle curve of the road, seduced by the sound of the crickets, calling us to this gentle hill, where we watched the sun sink, echoed in glass and steel at the end of another warm summer day.
Melbourne 365: Day 313
This photo has been deleted and restored many times… it’s an accidental shot, as I was removing an ND filter from the front of my lens. I dismissed it quickly, but there’s something about it that keeps drawing me back – such a small slice of Melbourne, and so easily identifiable. In the end, I have concluded that maybe my camera knows more than I do about what’s worth sharing, so I have honoured its decision…
Timothy Moss 