A day in the life: Pt.21
06:37:53pm. Yarra Boulevard.
I was on my way out to the airport to collect Sharon, with one of those awkward amounts of time – too early to go and park at the airport, too late to go too far out of the way. Then I remembered this spot. I like to think that the plane in the centre of the frame was Sharon’s, almost home…
Memories of green, the sounds and smells of the forest, even here…
Taking a wider view reveals more of the scene, and a little more of our connection to this city…
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.
Timothy Moss 