Gotta love the rain we’ve been getting. And here’s a shot, just to prove that inclement weather doesn’t put a dampener (okay, so that pun was unintentional) on photography. Every good Aussie has to be ready to have a barbecue at a moment’s notice, so I drove off to swap my almost-empty gas cylinder for a full one. All the local service stations have swap-and-go programmes, so you just rock up, give them your old bottle and pay for a full one and you’re away in a minute or so. The red, white and blue signage at this ``Switcheroo’’ station looked so incongruous reflected in the puddles on the concrete concourse, that I just had to get the camera out. There was one other element too - with the clear blue sky, it was like looking at an image concealed in an ice cube.
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Sunday, June 17, 2007
Jemima, Puddle Dux
It’s Like The Rain Of King Henry VIII
Photograph copyright: DAVID McMAHON
Gotta love the rain we’ve been getting. And here’s a shot, just to prove that inclement weather doesn’t put a dampener (okay, so that pun was unintentional) on photography. Every good Aussie has to be ready to have a barbecue at a moment’s notice, so I drove off to swap my almost-empty gas cylinder for a full one. All the local service stations have swap-and-go programmes, so you just rock up, give them your old bottle and pay for a full one and you’re away in a minute or so. The red, white and blue signage at this ``Switcheroo’’ station looked so incongruous reflected in the puddles on the concrete concourse, that I just had to get the camera out. There was one other element too - with the clear blue sky, it was like looking at an image concealed in an ice cube.
Gotta love the rain we’ve been getting. And here’s a shot, just to prove that inclement weather doesn’t put a dampener (okay, so that pun was unintentional) on photography. Every good Aussie has to be ready to have a barbecue at a moment’s notice, so I drove off to swap my almost-empty gas cylinder for a full one. All the local service stations have swap-and-go programmes, so you just rock up, give them your old bottle and pay for a full one and you’re away in a minute or so. The red, white and blue signage at this ``Switcheroo’’ station looked so incongruous reflected in the puddles on the concrete concourse, that I just had to get the camera out. There was one other element too - with the clear blue sky, it was like looking at an image concealed in an ice cube.
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