Monday, 7 March 2011

The last gasps of summer


I did not know if my figure in the landscape was male or female. I did not know if the gulls were being whispered to, or the harbour swell. What I read was the 'oneness' between man and nature. We can do it sometimes, you know.

Taken, on this first weekend in Autumn, at Watson's Bay harbourside beach, which is immediately inside South Head.

12 comments:

Lanie Painie said...

From half way around the world, I can tell you what the gulls are thinking: "Does that kid have French Fries?"

Kay L. Davies said...

Delightful photo, Julie. I'd say it's a little boy, not just because of the blue hat, but also the black shirt!
I'd take your beginning of Autumn instead of our continuing winter any day. O well, soon to exchange it for March Winds and April Showers in Europe.
See you on the Boulevard de La tour Maubourg!
-- K

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel

Julie said...

Indeed, Kay. See you on the intersection with Rue de Grenelle.

Luis Gomez said...

Sweet! Lovely Julie.

brattcat said...

You did catch it, and you recognized what you caught, and named it. Three of the miracles that make you, you. You will be strolling in Paris, I think, while I am strolling in Menton and Nice, following our separate arcs, having our separate adventures.

J Bar said...

Great capture.

Jayne said...

The Indigenous seasons say this is Late Summer which makes more sense of people doing yoga with seagulls :P

Julie said...

I like the idea of the Indigenous seasons. I have read where you have talked about this somewheres before.

Peter said...

same idea as me - summer is waning but the water is warm.

diane b said...

I bet the kid was trying to chase them. All kids love chasing sea gulls. I guess the water slowed him down a bit. Enjoy Paris, again.

Julie said...

Paris starts on Tuesday 29th March. I have a major major family reunion to get through first!!

Joan Elizabeth said...

Stalking stalking but can he catch one?