Life just moves way too fast. 3 weeks ago the decorations appeared in the shops for Christmas. Wow I thought, already that time of year again, I was thinking it was much further away. I suppose Christmas hasn't been really important to me since I lost my mum and the kids have now grown up, that fun time of hiding their presents from Santa is long gone, putting the milk and cookies on the bench and madly typing up a letter for them which is supposed to be from Santa seem like such a long long time ago.
My weekends now are taken up with spending time with my beloved going out with our cameras taking in the beautiful country which we live in, and the last weekend wasn't any different. We spent a beautiful Sunday walking along the path next to the Yarra River in the beautiful sunshine on a lovey 28 degrees day. Sitting on the side of the river where 14 little ducklings and two mother ducks, how sweet they were. Standing beside his racing bike was a chap decked out in his ridding gear with his curly hair all wind blown and his gloves pulled on tightly which held onto the helmet which he'd just taken off, who made a comment to us about the ducks and how cruel people can be, as he wiped the sweat from his brow, for the next hour and a half he and my beloved chatted about all sorts of things with him, whilst I managed to get a few photos in.
Mother duck went out one day
I stood and watched the people walk past, some were well dressed, others looked quite unkempt. All nationalities walked past, couples hand in hand some alone, others with excited children running past. People on bikes young and old riding along the path to who knows where, trying to doge that person who was in no hurry at all to go anywhere.
People sat on the grass and took in the sun, whilst others stood around the elusive BBQ and cooked sausages with onion which wafted up my nose, oh I wish I could have walked over to them and said I'm here for my sausage in bread.
Finally I was able to prize my beloved away from the chap he was chatting to and was then able once again to continue our lovely walk along the Yarra River, although the sun had gone in and the breeze was getting a bit cool it was still a lovely walk.
Melbourne overlooking theYarra River
Swan Street Bridge over the Yarra River
Melbourne has so many pretty gardens and walks, lots of trees and pretty flowers, I even managed to grab a shot of one flower as I was walking past.
There are always lots of people about some with children others alone, we sat for a bit watching the boats on the river and a row boat from the rowing club near by would glide past as they trained on the river. People sat with their phones texting or looking at something, others sat with books, some just lied in the sun and took it in as the world passed them by.
Boats on Yarra River
Swan Street bridge over Yarra River
Is that your soccer ball? If you look closely you will see it.
Hopefully some poor child isn't in tears for their loss.
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