Succulent flowers reveal the first hint of their colour as they prepare to fully open.

Flowers for this particular species begin closely grouped in the centre of the fanning out leaves.  Slowly the stalk shoots into the air where the flowers can finally unfurl.

I recently spent a grey afternoon in my backyard sticking my macro lens into as many places that I could find.  First cab off the rank was one of the many succulents that we have flowering at the moment.  I’m a bit of a sucker for succulents (pardon the pun) so the images over the next few days will be of them.

With the collection having recently grown, I imagine I’ll be back out there again soon.

Gooseberry Hill offers a very scenic drive and breathtaking views of the city of Perth.  On this particular 38°C day, the out focus and blue hue on the city is caused by a generous heat haze.

For elissa, whose travels will bring her long sunsets and even longer beaches.  Good luck!

A copper hued sky fades into darkness around the all conquering glow of the sun descending into night.

The remaining sun seeking souls prepare to farewell the sun as the last faint , orange hued rays of the evening caress the shore at Leighton Beach.

Warm evening glow bathes the timbers of the Leighton Beach footbridge in a golden hue as a small group of people gather to watch the sun make its final ascent behind the ocean’s waves.

A simple image tracing the train lines south from Leighton Beach to North Fremantle rail station and further on to the Fremantle skyline.

For a city of just 1.4m people, Perth has a surprisingly vast and efficient rail network.  That said, the Fremantle line, built in 1881 was actually closed in 1979 due to the ever expanding Stirling Highway being seen as the only way to travel.  Not surprisingly, the line was reopened a few years later and remains both a pleasant journey and a part of popular culture.

I’m a huge fan of lo-fi photography like lomography.  Sure, I love my megapixelz, but there’s something so exciting about not knowing exactly what you’ll get when you release that shutter and capture that moment in time.  In essence, it’s why I’ve always loved my Polaroid camera; that moment is also instantaneously brought to you.  It’s also why I rarely look at the image screen when I’m taking photos; I much prefer to come home and review them as I ‘develop’ them.

It’s a shame in many ways that the physical art of photography is being lost to transistors, and the magic of that the singular moment giving way to smoothed edges and desmudged lines.

Sometimes it’s nice just to create something unique.  The above is a composition of four images rapidly shot off in sequence using the wide angle lens, looking down from the aforementioned foot bridge.  I couldn’t bear to part them.