Ford House, Bridgetown.

Coastal cliffs south of Kalbarri.

One of the first flowering plants each season, wattle is iconic and permeates the air with a distinct sweetness.

The first subtle signs of spring slowly creep into the bushland around the Murchison River in Kalbarri National Park.

…aren’t all that deep in this case.

The floodplain within the Murchison Gorge stretches out before the eye revealing a broad spectrum of ground colours and cover.

The Murchison River flows for some 650 kilometres before plunging through layers of deposited sandstone to form the Murchison Gorge, part of the Kalbarri National Park.  I’ve just spent the weekend there for the first time and I have to say it’s one of the most impresive natural parts of this country I’ve seen.  I’ll be posting quite a few photos from this region over the next few weeks and intend to return there in a month or two to explore again, in the midst of the wildflower season.

The floor of what probably should be a river but isn’t until the winter rains really kick in is illuminated by gaps in the canopy.

The Avon Descent is on at the start of August and travelling into the Perth hills today to the Walyunga National Park revealled a bevy of eager folk unloading kayaks and readying themselves to practice some of the rapids including the gentleman in the photo.

A recent trip to Bendigo afforded the opportunity to wander the streets, albeit briefly, and marvel at some of the majestic gold rush period architecture.  The town hall, hidden back from the main street, is indeed one.