
The skies can be heavy with cloud then on sunrise, the clouds tint with rich golds, oranges and pinks, a gift from the Gods. There’s nothing like it. Even on a rainy day, much like surfers that head out back…
The skies can be heavy with cloud then on sunrise, the clouds tint with rich golds, oranges and pinks, a gift from the Gods. There’s nothing like it. Even on a rainy day, much like surfers that head out back…
Being a part of sunrise is more than the visual, it’s being part of something far greater than oneself. I love how people interact with it. How they stop for a moment. Nothing else matters for a split second. Good…
Birds Rule this Morning Cloudy and dark this morning as I set off at 05:30, along the Coolum boardwalk. Above me, an osprey tilts his wings and heads north. The waves are a tidy two feet or so, white against…
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