Baby, baby, baby, light my way.

Brightly coloured townhouses poised atop a hill beside the West Coast Highway in Scarborough melt into a blur of early dusk light and car momentum.

The strong south westerly winds we’ve been cursed with this year manage to dredge up all sorts of miscellania onto the beach, though even more tends to appear in the autumn when the strong ocean currents kick.

Looking fresh from a japanese restaurant, the afternoon offerings could do with some soy sauce.

Bennion Beach is a dog friendly beach which always lends itself to a myriad of frantically placed footsteps near the water’s edge.  Each animal that wanders the beach (human included) leave their own unique mark, but none perhaps so frenetic as the canine.

In other news, I’ve posted the back story for the recent Kings Park series featuring the boab tree.  Another trip is due there shortly.

An ever lengthening continuation of my fascination of how we shape our environment and attempt to communicate sans language.  Shiny, yellow and red don’t any way detract from the attraction.

As I probably tended to go on a bit about on my old site, I’m a huge fan of how things change over time and also taking the time to document them in my short passage on the face of the earth.

Bennion Beach has been a very happy photographic hunting ground for me ever since I moved to Perth and it’s nice to know that nothing has changed.  A trip there  a couple of weekends ago to watch a somewhat lack lustre sunset (it looked promising with smoke hanging in the air) was still saved by the immeasurable beauty of this part of the coastline including the occasional rusty pole.  Some more images from this trip will follow over the next few days.

Part of the Kings Park War Memorial is a 180° semi circle that includes inscriptions of many of the theatres of wars that Australian soldiers fought in.

One of the other aspects of the wall is its wonderful ability to transfer sound.  Due to the delightful laws of physics, a person can sit at each end and simply by speaking under their breath easily relay messages to the other person without anyone outside hearing.  Unless, of course, they choose to sit in the middle of you!

The deliciously Western Australia Kangaroo Paw commands the centre of attention in a sea of planted colour in one of the Kings Park’s wildflower gardens.

Reeds from around the ‘water gardens’ in Kings Park exude a glorious mix of spotted patterns and straw colouring.

One of the beautiful things about Kings Park is the wide open spaces nestled in the 400+ hectares of land.  On the fringes of many of the parks they have some excellent places to sit and wile away an afternoon.  There’s also usually some nice artwork to boot.