Every time I see these roadwork speed humps, I think they should paint them to look like a piano keyboard. Only a subtle difference, but then we could all imagine a horde of speeding pianos hooning down Flinders Lane.
I love the smell of rain on warm, dry ground. It makes the day a little adventure - sometimes trying to avoid getting wet but not really needing to because it's not cold.
The beans are piled high behind me in the Ratio roastery, exuding a most delicious aroma. On the table in front there was a moment ago a perfect brownie and a dark, dark hot chocolate. They have been slowly savoured and now all that remain are brown crumbs, like soil from a table top garden.
Yum! Meredith Goat Cheese and fig ice cream on a beautiful, sunny day in Melbourne's CBD. I love the way the old buildings of Wesley Place are tucked in underneath the modern giants.
I have no idea what the architect intended, but to my eye this is a piano building. I like to imagine there's a piano on every floor and a giant multi-piano work is performed every afternoon. Or maybe a resident pianist in the lift playing up and down all day.
It feels quintessentially Brunswick to be sitting in a bar on Sydney Road, listening to afternoon ultra-groove and surrounded by 1970s decor. Trams are running past the window with their familiar metallic swoosh, jostling with the peak hour traffic. Brunswick Green
A verdant verge is a pleasure to behold on a sunny Sunday morn. Textures, colours and shapes combine to create a rectangle brimming with energy and life.
Outside the Brunswick library the footpath is littered with quotes about libraries and reading. One of the many benefits of not being in a hurry is that one has time to stop and read the footpath.
Dodgy-looking bird tossing cigarette butts on the windowsill. I reckon it had a big night out last night. Probably hadn't been to bed yet.
On the surface Melbourne looks like a large, modern city, the skyline dominated by skyscrapers and the streets by plate glass windows. Look a little closer and you find oodles of 19th century Melbourne persisting quietly, including wonderful little laneways oozing with history. In North Melbourne the Might Apollo gymnasium building's exterior remains intact -
