Best-loved Landscapes: between Coleraine and Merino 

The landscape around Coleraine, in the south-west of Victoria, is some of my best-loved. There is something about the rolling hills, the clumps of trees (remnants, perhaps, of earlier land clearing), the introduced pasture grass, phalaris, that feels so strangely good to me.

Panasonic Lumix GX7, edited with Vignette and Snapseed apps.

Advertisements

Let’s Do It (let’s fall in love)

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Ah, sweet romance of Spring! The first flower photo of my day in the wilderness saw two flies caught at their tryst.

This image reminded me of the Cole Porter song, “Let’s Fall in Love”:

And that’s why birds do it, bees do it

Even educated fleas do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

In Spain, the best upper sets do it
Lithuanians and Letts do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it
Not to mention the Finns
Folks in Siam do it – think of Siamese twins

Some Argentines, without means, do it
People say in Boston even beans do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Romantic sponges, they say, do it
Oysters down in Oyster Bay do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Cold Cape Cod clams, ‘gainst their wish, do it
Even lazy jellyfish, do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

Electric eels I might add do it
Though it shocks ’em I know
Why ask if shad do it – Waiter bring me shad roe

In shallow shoals English soles do it
Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it
Let’s do it, let’s fall in love

The dragonflies in the reeds do it
Sentimental centipedes do it
let’s do it it, let’s fall in love

mos-qui-to’s heaven forbid, do it
soon as every katydid do it
let’s do it, lets’ fall in love

The most refined lady bu-u-ugs do it
When a gentleman calls
Moths in your rugs do it
What’s the use of moth balls

locusts in trees do it
bees do it
even over-educated fleas do it
let’s do it, let’s fall in love!

let’s do it le-e-et’s fall in love
let’s do it, let’s fall in love!

Hold it Lads!: preparing to descend

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

This shot was taken on-the-fly after stopping to take this previous photo, and we’d resumed driving. Something about the way the trees are arranged over the hill makes me think of a group of kids about to descend the hill to run crashing into the river below on a hot summer’s day.

Please click image to view full size.