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Architectural Treasures of Savannah
The Mercer-Williams House was meticulously designed for General Hugh W. Mercer, who was the great-grandfather of celebrated songwriter Johnny Mercer, adding a unique layer of cultural significance to the residence. The ambitious construction began in 1860, showcasing architectural aspirations of the time, but it was subsequently interrupted by the tumultuous events of the Civil War, which not only halted progress but also left its imprint on the history of the structure. After several years of delay and considerable upheaval, the house was eventually completed in 1868, following General Mercer’s decision to sell the unfinished structure to John R. Wilder, an influential local businessman. Thus, in a twist of fate, no Mercer ever actually lived in the house that bears their name, creating a fascinating narrative about legacy and ownership. In Savannah, the majority of historic homes echo this tradition, often using the name of the home’s original family alongside that of the most prominent family, establishing a rich tapestry of historical narratives that delight visitors and residents alike, inviting them to explore the stories that shaped the city. This is what I found out about his house when I googled it.
The Kehoe House is an exquisitely restored 1892 Renaissance Revival mansion in Savannah’s Historic District. The Kehoe House was built in 1892 by William Kehoe, a successful iron foundry owner. The home’s architectural style is Queen Anne Revival. Its exterior stairway, balustrades, window treatments, fluted columns and capitals, fences and gates are all cast iron, a tribute to the iron foundry’s excellence in pattern making and casting.
These are for Thursday Doors, as I was revisiting my images from Savannah. Surprisingly I have so many doors and buildings to share from that visit. I will start with these two houses. I have previously posted them, but there is a good chance you have missed those posts.
The Impact of Stripes
This is for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness. I was browsing my photograph archive and found this image, which I don’t recall posting it before and now am wondering why ever not. It is rather striking and captivates the attention immediately. I think the composition draws you in, with lines and shapes that create a sense of movement. I took it in an art museum a couple of years back, where the play of light and shadow was particularly mesmerizing. I used slightly different editing on the images, and while they appear to be the same at first glance, the subtle yet distinct differences reveal themselves, especially with the stripes under her feet that add movement.
One again, I am so bad at giving an image a title, still in the learning process 🙂
Lens-artists Challenge #347 – break the rules!
We work so hard to learn the photography rules , at least I do but now it is time to BREAK them!! The problem is just that in order to break a rule, you must know that there is a rule in the first place!
Photography is as much about emotion and instinct to me as it is about technical skill. In those moments when we abandon the constraints of traditional guidelines, we open ourselves up to unexpected and beautiful outcomes in my case many times by mistake. The light might be harsh, and the shadows may seem unflattering, but that can lead to a unique perspective. The carefree spirit of snapping images without overthinking allows for spontaneity to shine through, infusing each shot with authenticity.
So dear challenger, you have two choices. First you can go and look for a rules to consciously break. This could be something like disregarding symmetry or capturing an image at an unusual angle that defies convention. Rather than shooting from eye-level, explore unique angles, such as low or upside down. OR you can just go and shoot without paying too much attention to the rules that we often keep in the back of our minds, allowing pure creativity to guide you. This absence of self-imposed restrictions might lead to surprising results that speak more to your personal vision than any shot meticulously planned around compositional rules.
Unlike conventional photography – which focuses on capturing crisp and detailed images – impressionist photography challenges us to see the world through a different lens, one that is less concerned with sharpness and more with the emotional and visual impact. Impressionist photos aren’t just about what is directly in front of the camera, but about the story you choose to tell through colors, shapes, and even blur.
I love capturing impressionistic shots, you to paint with your camera – so you can create the kind of artwork that resonates deep down. I encourage you to embrace movement, play with focus, and celebrate abstraction.
Here are few suggestions: Hold Your Camera on an Angle, Break the Rule of Thirds, Ignore the ‘Active Space’ Rule for Moving Subjects, Experiment with Different Framings in Portraits, Taking Unfocused Photos, Use a High ISO to Create Grainy Shots, Move Your Camera to Create Motion Blur
OR, if you’re feeling particularly inspired, you can take a photo of a rule breaker!
As a summary, I have to say I really struggled with doing this post – I found out that I am a stickler for rules. Looking for shots that I had not thought about before, especially focusing on the different learned rules, was quite challenging and required me to think outside of my usual patterns. I noticed that I consistently keep in mind the rule of thirds, straight horizon lines, and various composition rules that are ingrained in my approach to photography, and these guidelines are often very hard to ignore or set aside. Despite my efforts to break free from these confines, I felt a strong urge to adhere to these established principles each time I raised my camera. I hope you can provide me with great examples of images to be inspired by that have not been so heavily influenced by the traditional rules, allowing me to embrace a more creative and unconventional perspective in my work.
Last week we enjoyed the creative and cinematic photos with Sofia’s challenge. So let’s keep up the same level of creativity this week. Next week, it’s Egídio’s turn to host on Saturday, May 10th—hope you can join us then! Until then, keep smiling. You never know, it might just make someone’s day a little brighter!
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the beauty of nature after rainfall.
Mount Gambier: Blue Lake and Sinkholes
On the way to the Great Ocean Road, we had one more motel to stay the night, in Mount Gambier. Mount Gambier is famous for its Blue Lake, caves and sinkholes. Blue Lake was unbelievably blue. But we were lucky because it’s blue only from November to March. The rest of the year its water looks like in any other lake. However, Blue Lake was formed by meteorite, and it is deep as well.
It is really blue, a stunning shade that captivates the eyes and draws you in. I took way too many photos to prove it, capturing the depth and vibrancy of the color from various angles and perspectives, ensuring I could hold onto this mesmerizing view long after I leave.
Later we went to the Umpherston Sinkhole, which had an English garden in the 1900’s and even a small pond inside of it. The pond went dry and when Mr. Umpherston passed away nobody took care of the garden. Luckily the sinkhole has been renovated and is a lush green spot in the area worth the visit. Only thing that spoiled the visit was the wood mill next to it. The exhaust fumes from the mill were really bothering me down in the sinkhole. Hopefully, it was wind direction and it’s not like that every day.
From sinkhole we drove to Little Blue Lake 15 kilometers away from Mount Gambier. To me the water looked more green than blue, but it was a fun place to visit and see the locals swim and dive from the cliffs. I was afraid even to look at the approximately 10-year-olds diving. I would never jump myself.
Dinner was at Casa de Tequila. Maybe they had good tequila, but the food was disappointing. Where were the spices? Staff seemed all be Asian. Maybe none of them had ever tasted real Mexican food or they hadn’t studied the recipes too carefully in the kitchen?
What surprised us around Mount Gambier, was the amount of pine forests. They seemed to go on and on. Pine wood is not indigenous to Australia, so they had all been planted at some point. Planting pine wood is understandable because building material is needed, and I guess pine doesn’t take over the indigenous trees and plants? We come from the land of forests, but we were still amazed by the size of the forests. Also, we get a fit every time we see an area with clearcutting in Finland. They are ugly. I’ve never seen clearcutting like this before. Once again, the size of it. But you have the landmass here, I guess? By the way Fleurieu Peninsula had large pine forests as well.
In morning we didn’t see any nice places for breakfast, so we hit the road. We didn’t see any cafes or restaurants on the way but around noon we couldn’t take it anymore and had to take a break in Port Fairy. Town was packed. We found out there was running event going on from short distances to kids to all the way to marathon. We were able to find an empty table. Food was disappointing once again. How can you ruin hamburger and fries, even if it was busy.
text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Last on the card April 2025
The first one is taken with my new Sony A7 Mark III, I bought it to replace my old one that I had used for the last 19 years. I have been taking lots of photos of my grandkids with it lately.
My IPhone I used to take a shot of one of the white roses I received from my friend as she came to visit.
I also took once again a photo of Tinka the cat 🙀
Mirrors: A Visual Journey through Reflection
Mirror theme hosted by Margaret for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness.
“I know that mirrors give us a false sense of confidence.” I continued. “The reflection that we see everyday has nothing to do with how others see us. The glass lies.”
― Rasmenia Massoud,
cotton candy and Turquoise Waters
We had a nice tranquil moment at the Union Café in morning in Robe. I need to mention this, because we didn’t have many tranquil moments during the whole trip, even though we had promised to ourselves to take it easy this time. I drove 4750 kilometres in three weeks with the “high end Toyota” but I still managed to leave the car occasionally. Back to Union Café. It was packed and full of locals. We managed to get a table close to the window and enjoy the people in and outside. Ritva had French Toast that was a sight and tasty too.
After relaxing breakfast we started driving towards Beachport and Bowman Scenic Drive.
Highly recommend. Huge waves and beautiful scenery, once again. Look at the pictures if you don’t believe me. I’m running out of words.
The sea’s color was absolutely breathtaking, a rich turquoise that sparkled brilliantly under the blazing sunlight, forming a vivid contrast with the frothy white waves crashing against the shore. The waves were the largest we encountered throughout our journey, rising majestically, due to the wind. With the sun positioned directly overhead, the intense light created challenges in capturing the true magnitude and strength of the waves. I did my very best, with enthusiasm and determination to tackle this task, hoping to preserve a snapshot of that mesmerizing moment, but the interplay of bright light and color made it remarkably difficult—if not entirely futile—to truly express the stunning beauty of what I was experiencing. With nothing but admiration for nature’s spectacle, I realized that some moments are best cherished in our memories.(RS)
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Coastal Textures
This image of Low Tide Coastal Textures: Seaweed and Rocks is for Debbie’s One Word Sunday and also for John’s Cellpic Sunday.
Red Bench under lush greenery
This is a good one as not that many words are needed, my contribution to Judes Bench Challenge
Stacked Chairs in Monochrome
This week’s theme for Monochrome Madness is open, allowing for more flexibility in photo selection. I was drawn to a charming rustic house topped with a corrugated metal roof. Its inviting porch, adorned with a stack of chairs, complements a large tree providing shade right in the front. It simply beckoned me to capture its essence in a photograph – the chairs 🙂 .
When you pull back and take a wider shot, the wholeconsepth of the photo totally changes.
Lens-Artists Challenge #345 – My Go-To Places
This week, John is guiding us through the My Go-To Places challenge, and I believe many of you can easily guess my answer. I’ve mentioned it on numerous occasions before: they are simply my home and my summer house. These serene spots allow me to just be myself.
This path takes me to a serene location surrounded by nature. Just this past Easter, I visited there. The scenery was not yet vibrant with greenery; instead, it appeared more brown and dreary. However, the melody of the birds chirping was beautifully powerful and soothing.
Summer green, a hue renowned for its calming properties, envelops me in a serene embrace here. As I sit n oone of my favorite places, I observe the gentle wind dancing through the leaves, accompanied by the vast expanse of blue skies overhead. The melodious sounds of nature create a symphony around me, wrapping me in tranquility—there are no problems to solve, only the bliss of the moment to savor.
With the arrival of early autumn, the enchanting mist that blankets the mornings and evenings creates a mesmerizing atmosphere, while the skies transform into a stunning palette of colors. It’s an absolute delight to seize the opportunity and take your camera along for an outing, ensuring that these beautiful moments are captured forever.
Lakeside, where the gentle sound of water caresses the shore and the vibrant yellows of autumn paint the landscape, offers a serene escape into nature. It’s here that I find my sanctuary, a place to reset and rejuvenate. My summer house is my primary retreat, where I spend most of my time during the pleasant seasons that invite outdoor activities. While winter holds its own beauty, I prefer to stay indoors, as the cold air isn’t my favorite companion. As the saying goes, “Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished,” reminding me to embrace the tranquility that surrounds me.
I sat in my living room beside my grandson, having just snapped a few photos of him. With my mobile in hand, I captured the very spot on my sofa where I’ve spent countless calm and peaceful moments, gazing out at the changing seasons through the window. I’ve watched deer, hares, and foxes stroll by, and even glimpsed a moose once, while birds soared and squirrels scampered along the fence. This corner of my home is truly one of my favorite places, reminding me that “home is not a place, but a feeling.”
Thank you, John, for this challenge. It reminded me once again to be grateful for what I have. Please link them to his original post here and use the Lens-Artists Tag so we can find you. Thanks also to Anne for last week’s “abandoned” challenge and to everyone who responded. I’m not sure why we are drawn to such things, but as long as they are around, we’ll keep capturing them.
I often dedicate countless hours to editing photos from the numerous places we’ve traveled to over the years. While I may not physically venture out, I immerse myself in the editing process, often losing track of time in front of my computer screen as I reminisce about those experiences. Which also is calming.
Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week when Sofia leads us once again on her beautiful Photographias site. Until then keep on smiling☺It might be someone’s highlight of the day.
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Linked to One Word Sunday at Debbie’s here
I’m the only lonely one here
Joyful Moments: Embracing Spring’s Beauty
Here are my picks for the host Dawns Monochrome Madness #32: Everything Spring and also linking it to Leanne’s Monochrome Madness
Moss popping up under melted snow – spring brings with it a vibrant renewal of life, as patches of green emerge from beneath the remnants of winter’s icy grip. The soft, velvety texture of the moss contrasts beautifully with browns of the earth, creating a picturesque landscape t the beginning of growth. Each little tuft of moss is a testament to nature’s resilience and its ability to flourish in even the harshest conditions, reminding us all of the cycles of life and the beauty of change.
Farmer in his/her tractors in the fields is a sight of spring for sure, as the sun peeks through the clouds and warms the earth, bringing life back to the soil after a long, cold winter. The rhythmic sound of the tractor plowing through the rich, dark earth creates a sense of renewal and hope, while vibrant green shoots begin to emerge, signaling the promise of a bountiful harvest ahead. The air is filled with the fresh scent of tilled soil.
Oh the joy of getting rid of winter clothes and putting on the caps, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face as nature begins to wake from its slumber. The waters freed from under ice, shimmering and glistening in the light, if that is not spring, I don’t know what is. I love how the big brother here is holding on to the little brother, their bond of love and togetherness. So caring and loving,
Spring – You ride the bikes you have taken out of storage with your sweetheart, pedaling joyfully along the winding paths, heading to a secluded spot where you can fully embrace the warmth of the spring sun. This delightful moment is best experienced near a charming building that offers a sense of shelter, allowing you to relish the pleasant day without the cool interruptions of the spring breeze. As you lay down near the apple tree blossoms, their delicate petals dancing in the soft air, you can inhale the sweet fragrance that fills the atmosphere, savoring one of the most delightful elements of spring. The soft rustling of leaves in the background and the gentle sounds of nature create a serene symphony that enhances a perfect getaway filled with the simple joys of life.
Is there a spring post without tulips? I am sure there most likely isn’t, as these vibrant flowers symbolize the essence of the season, bursting forth in a palette of colors that bring joy and renewal. They grace gardens and parks, attracting the attention of passersby and inspiring photographers to capture their fleeting beauty. Tulips are not just a flower; they represent the hope and warmth that accompany the arrival of spring, making them an integral part of seasonal celebrations and floral arrangements alike.
Landscape
My contribution to One Word Sunday: Landscape
I don’t wish to be disturbed
the end of a beautiful relationship lookout
The drive through Fleurieu Peninsula revealed several picturesque lookouts that left us in awe – I loved the rolling hills and their crests, whatever you wish to call them. The scenery was beautiful, with gentle slopes that seemed to dance across the landscape and trees with splashes of green. We tried to figure out what the difference is between the hills and the crests – perhaps it’s merely a matter of terminology – yet, all the same, they looked so lovely.
We actually drove past the HMAS Hobart Memorial Lookout few times and stopped twice, which provided differing moods between day and evening. The evening shots had so much more mood in them. It was worth the second stop.
A nearby lookout showcased stunning scenery. We saw remnants of broken china on the ground. It must have been the end of a beautiful relationship, maybe sweet parting words. At the bottom of plates, you could see beginnings or endings of words: you piece…, manip…, fuc …ng sh… But you get the idea.
The Robe Obelisk: A Historic Landmark
Tucked away on South Australia’s rugged Limestone Coast, is the stunning Robe coastline. Tons of travelers have pulled up here and ended up totally enchanted by its charm, and the word got out, that is how we found it.
After arriving we took a quick drive around the area and went to find our sunset spot. It’s hard to miss the brightly painted, 12,2 meters tall Cape Dombey Obelisk. The path to the Obelisk was closed as it sits on an eroding promontory and is unsafe to access. Pounding waves on the rocks around the obelisk could lead to it collapsing into the sea at any time, but there was also a chance it could remain there for another 100 years. You can also see the Robe Lighthouse in some of the photos, we only saw it from the distance.
I hope I’m not wrong saying that that photos tell the story better than my words could. Click the images to enlarge them, I recommend it.
A Day in McLaren Vale: Wineries and Scenic Views
When leaving Fleurieu Peninsula it was time to visit McLaren Vale. We stopped at Tourist Info to get some tips which wineries to see.
They recommended three different types of places and luckily enough we took their advice. First stop, and the one we liked the most, was Coriole Vineyards. It was small and cozy and the scenery to the area was great. Coriole was getting ready for a wedding later during the day. Bridesmaids hanging signs and the restaurant setting tables and chairs. It was also the most photogenic place.
Second stop was to the most famous cellar door in the area, D’Arenberg. D’Arenberg is famous for its cube that you can see online every time you make a search for the area. You can see the building from far away and it really stands out. In a good way? I really can’t say. To me it doesn’t fit in. They hold wine tasting in the cube, but we passed. They also had Salvador Dali’s sculptures inside but the tree huge sculptures outside were enough for us. I was more interested in the old machinery that they had for display
We also went to the The Art Evolution Marquée. Currently exhibiting certified limited edition graphics and artworks by Picasso, Marc Chagall, Salvador Dali, Charles Billich and Toller Cranston, all of which are heavily collected internationally and shown in major exhibitions worldwide. We saw them , but we surprisingly ended up not buying anything
Third stop was Wirra Wirra Vineyards, where we had lunch also. The restaurant was trying too hard to be fine dining. My Slow and Low Brisket was okay, but Ritva’s Chicken Caesar Salad was just weird. A piece of chicken and a clump of salad on top of it. I was new in the menu and I’m sure they had had some feedback already because two people asked her, how was the salad. Nice place though and they had some funny tiles in the toilet. Oddly we didn’t take photos from this vineyard
From McLaren Vale we headed to Murray Bridge. For some reason I thought it was big and something to see. Granted, it is the first bridge across the magnificent Murray River and historic, but it was really nothing to see. Also, it was hard to find a good spot for photos. From Murray we drove towards city of Robe, where we were going to spend the next night. We drove through Coorung National Park, which seemed to last forever. We got to Robe before the sunset, and we saw the coastal limestone area and Robe Obelisk. Nice little town and a good place to rest.
The story is to continue in another post 🙂
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Lens-Artists Challenge #343 – Seen on my Last Outing
Here I am trying to decide whether to be truthful or go with better photos for Ann- Christine‘s request. My last outing was to spend a moment in Helsinki while my husband went to play football (soccer to those in the US). I took a few photos, capturing the vibrancy of the city and the intriguing blend of old and new architecture. The streets were alive with locals and tourists alike, and I found myself engrossed in people-watching. There is certainly a charm to Helsinki.
This sight It always baffles me, the people lining up to get it to this shop 🙂 mostly tourists.
I took in the sight of the seagull perched majestically on top of The Johan Ludvig Runeberg Monument, which is a revered tribute to the esteemed poet J. L. Runeberg, located in Esplanade Park in Helsinki, Finland. The staue intricately sculpted by his son, Walter Runeberg, has stood as a proud symbol of Finnish heritage since its unveiling in 1885. While I paused to appreciate its significance, my attention was drawn to a street musician nearby, passionately singing “Hallelujah,” as his soulful voice filled the air, drawing in a small crowd of curious passersby. Moving on, I continued to soak in the vibrant spring atmosphere and soon found myself listening to a skilled trumpet player on a bustling corner of Aleksanterin katu, surrounded by the rhythmic pulse of city life, where countless people dressed in dark clothes walked by, adding to the tapestry of urban existence.
I went to have coffee and saw these three old men having a chat and looking at a mobile phone most of the time while they spoke. It struck me as fascinating how technology has permeated the lives of all generations, not just the youth. As I sat there, observing the exchange of smiles between them, I couldn’t help but think that these seasoned gentlemen, who have seen so much in their lifetimes, were equally mesmerized by the small screen in their hands. This made me reconsider my earlier thought that only young people are suffering from this type of behavior. In reality, it seems that the allure of technology transcends age, drawing everyone into its captivating world, regardless of the sage wisdom that comes with age.
The afternoon was warm, and as I stood in front of the Tallberg building waiting to be picked up, I couldn’t help but appreciate the charm of the surroundings. I so prefer the old building to the new ones that seem to dominate the skyline; the history and character in its architecture resonate with me. A family with colorful jackets passed by, brightening my day after I had seen so many dark overcoats, including mine, that felt heavy and somber against the vibrant backdrop of the afternoon. The many ways the food deliveries are getting delivered is amazing; I observed a new method today …
I didn’t go wild this week as Egídio had us go last week, the thing that can be seen as wild are varied as the posts we got shows. This week Ann-Christine asked us to share images with a prompt: Seen on my Last Outing. Please link your post to her lovely and inspirational one and don’t to forget to use the Lens-Artists Tag to help us find you.
Finally, we hope you’ll join us next week when Anne from Slow Shutter Speed A photographic journey leads us once again with her unique post. Until then keep on smiling ☺
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Unforgettable Sunsets: Second Valley
One night would have been enough at BreakFree Hotel but we had already paid for two nights. In the morning, we spent couple hours at the empty pool area, and I managed to burn myself a little bit. I wasn’t cautious enough while spreading the suntan lotion. I must mention that the temperature had dropped from 38 to 24 degrees overnight.
Rest of the day was spent in Normanville and Carralinga. The haze made the coastline look super soft, giving it this dreamy vibe that kind of mixes the sky and sea together. Plus, the light shifts when you look around in different directions along the beach, casting a warm golden glow that really brings out the shapes of the land. It’s one of those spots where you can just chill and soak in the laid-back surroundings and the gorgeous views that are all around you.
Fortree Lookout had an old truck as attraction, we noticed several old trucks during our trip. Also the colorful water tank was interesting.
The sunset at Second Valley takes the cake for the day. First of all, I helped Asian male free a stingray from his fishing hook. I held the pole, and he cut the line. I asked him about the hook still in stingray’s jaw. He said that in salt water it can get rid of hook quite fast. Does it rust fast of something, I don’t know. Second Valley had all you needed for taking beautiful pictures. A dock, rocks and limestone coast.
Ever changing sky.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Fleurieu Peninsula #1
It was time to move on. Next two nights we would spend in Wirrana Cove in Fleurieu Peninsula. Once again, the traffic was not bad at all in Adelaide. I’m sure it can be bad, like in any big city, but we didn’t manage to find any traffic jams. We drove close by another famous wine region, McLaren Vale, but we decided to come back on our way out. The views in Flerieu were gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, magnificent, awesome, splendid, superb, amazing, astounding, astonishing, marvellous, impressive, wonderful. Pick any word you like… Rolling hills, costal areas, forest, you name it. It had it all.
We got to BreakFree Wirrina Cove Hotel before, but we were able to check-in instantly. Probably, because there was hardly anybody staying there. It was off-season but the hotel was in a bad way too. We can’t recommend it if they don’t renovate fast. No rest for the wicked, so after carrying the luggage to the room we headed towards Jervis Bay. Jervis Bay is port from where you catch the ferry to Kangaroo Island. We were forewarned that there is nothing to see in Jervis Bay besides the lighthouse, maybe. That proved to be true, but we stopped at every beach on the way; Wirrina Cove, Second Valley and Rapid Bay.
Jervis Bay, not much to see.
Especially Second Valley was beautiful, and we ended up going back there the next evening for the sunset. Unfortunately, we didn’t have the time or money to go to Kangaroo Island. Instead, we headed to Victor Harbour. On the way we nearly hit a deer jumping across the road. Also, stopped at Delamere General Store for ice cream and Crunchies candy bars, that Ritva remembered from her childhood. Guess you had to be there, as the saying goes, because I don’t care for them, even though I like just about anything sweet.
Marina St Vincent was the first stop in Wirrina Bay – we thought about getting boat to see sights but it was not due to off season available the days we were there, nothing to see here except for few boats.
Rapid Bay is well known for its very long jetty. While the original jetty built in 1940 is closed to the public, a new jetty (opened in early 2009) is now available for use. The color of the water aah
We didn’t really get inspired by Victor Harbor, even though I went to check out the railway to Granite Island. Granite Island might have been interesting, but it was too far to walk and railway wasn’t running. However, we managed to do some shopping for clothes. I bought a fabulous Billabong bucket hat and Ritva bought few summer clothes. While I was waiting for Ritva, I managed to buy 6-pack of Coopers Pale Ale and some McLaren white wine from the bottle shop.
Victor Harbor really did not inspire us as we had hardly any photos from there.
Second Valley at day time
On the road again.
In the evening, we had drinks outside our room and the animals came out. First the magpies. One of them was eating from my hand. Then the kangaroos came. First couple and then a whole horde on them. Even though they were used to people they didn’t let you closer than 5-10 meters. I know the locals don’t care for them that much but for us tourists they are so cute. The rest of the evening was spent washing laundry. I pushed wrong buttons, and the dyer just wouldn’t stop for some reason, and I ended up spending a big portion of the evening in the laundry room.
The day will continue on another post as there are so many photos to share, but this was the last of sunset when we got back to the at the hotel.
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Exploring Artistic Variations of a South Australian Landscape
I played with this image of a gnarled tree on the hills in South Australia, capturing the rugged beauty and unique character of the landscape. The first photo is the edited original, which tell a story of resilience against the elements. Following this are three distinct color variations; one is a monochrome that emphasizes the stark contrasts and shadows, allowing the viewer to focus on the shape and form of the tree, while the others offer vibrant hues that breathe life into the scene, both highlighting different aspects of the surrounding environment. Or just having fun with artistic liberties 🙂
This is my contrubution for One-to-Three Photo Processing Challenge: April 2025
Monochrome Madness- night time
These are my contribution to Monochrome Madness Night-time the first two are from our latest trip.
Last one is from Helsinki in December
Ritva Sillanmäki Photography 