Saturday, September 18

The Fisherman & The Little Fish

A Fisherman cast his net and caught a little Fish. The little Fish begged him to let him go for the present, as he was so small, and to catch him again to more purpose later on, when he was bulkier. But the Fisherman said: "Nay, I should be a very simpleton to let go a good thing I have got and run after a doubtful expectation." 


- The 11th Page of Aesop's Fables, 1st Edition 

Tuesday, September 14


Just a beautiful film.  

Monday, September 13

Last weekend I was fortunate enough to take the time needed for a drive to New South Wales with the invitation of exploring parts of the old Falkiner & Sons properties, and to witness the twice annual buzz of the sheep shearing. 
The experience was absolutely mind-blowing. The sheer vastness of the surrounding lands was just astonishing, and somewhat formidable. Enclosed below is small selection of my accounts.

Enjoy

Sunday, September 12


Storms

Passing Through, New South Wales

Hello Darling

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

The Shearing IIII

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

The Shearing III

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

The Shearing II

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

The Shearing I

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

Waiting Sheep

Wanganella Stud Farms, New South Wales

First Blossoms

Wanganella Homestead, New South Wales
III

Wanganella Homestead, New South Wales
II

Wanganella Homestead, New South Wales
I

Wanganella Homestead, New South Wales

Saturday, September 11


Time for Cooking

Boonoke Homestead, New South Wales

Hello Evening

Boonoke Station, New South Wales

Back Seats

Boonoke Station, New South Wales

"Boonoke"

Boonoke Station, New South Wales

50 Years, and Counting

Boonoke Station, New South Wales
Surveying

Boonoke Station, New South Wales
Berries

Boonoke Station, New South Wales

Friends

Boonoke Station, New South Wales

Wednesday, September 1

Hello Spring

Today marked the first day of Spring, yet it was seemingly reminiscent of the freezing depths of the Winter we are only just creeping out of. 
I must admit, I am so looking forward to those long balmy days, inevitably followed by beautifully short dewy nights.