AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Saturday, July 24, 2010

A Child's Reflection


Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A puddle in a children's playground at Mornington created a defined reflection of surrounding shapes.
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Weekend Reflections #44
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No children here yet
The morning is still early
But their toys await
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Hosted by James (Pennsylvania, US) at Newtown Area Photo

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's odd how the bars add a sad note to what would otherwise be a playful image. Well done.

Beverley Baird said...

Great reflections! Image if it was full of kids!
Take care!

Sylvia K said...

Terrific reflection and a great capture as always, Gemma! Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

Sylvia

Scott Law said...

Love the geometrics in that reflection. Thanks for sharing and I hope you have a wonderful weekend.

Carolyn Ford said...

There's lots of variety in that puddle! Wonderful find.

EG CameraGirl said...

I like this looking through the bars!

Rune Eide said...

They will love that water. I can already hear the splashing.

Dani said...

Imprisoned reflections. Very cool. I like it.

Have a nice Sunday!

'Tsuki said...

Great picture ! The reflection is neat, and there is quite a strange melancholia about this playground deserted behind barres... Very symbolical... Very emotional...

Thanks for the sharing !

Nefertiti said...

apres la pluie vient le beau temps ;O)

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