Singapore had lots of people walking this way, and that way and wondering which way … occasionally they’d stumble upon a door to pop into.
For Dans Thursday Doors and Deb’s challenge this week called for “Which Way with People”
Our host this week is Dawn from The Day After, and her theme this week is SYMMETRY
Instead of finding symmetry in many places I am taking you back to our trip to Australia. These I took from the war memorial in Canberra. Architecture does often provide us with symmetry and I think it is captured here without no doubt.
The architecture of the Australian War Memorial in Canberra is both striking and symbolic, designed to reflect the solemnity and significance of its purpose. The memorial features a grand sandstone façade and an iconic dome, which is inspired by the design of traditional war memorials around the world.
ANZAC Parade is a street in Canberra, Australia. Along the street, there are memorials dedicated to the soldiers from Australia and New Zealand who fell in battles. Eucalyptus trees grow along the edges of the street. The red central median of the area is made of crushed brick.
This is a topic free week for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness and I am at the moment experimenting with editing, playing with light and contrast to see how subtle adjustments can dramatically affect the overall impact of an image. As you change the elements, such as brightness, shadows, and highlights, how does it change how you perceive the image? Each adjustment can convey different emotions, stirring distinct feelings or memories within the viewer. Not all the changes are big, yet they can significantly shift the mood of the photo, influencing where your attention is drawn and what stories are told through the visual. The interplay between light and shadow can create depth, drawing you deeper into the scene, while contrast can emphasize particular features, guiding your gaze in a more intentional way. What do you think, was it worth my time to do these edits?
A doorway at the War Memorial in Canberra, Australia. This architectural feature not only embodies the solemnity of the site but also symbolizes the passage between the past and present, wherein the sacrifices of countless individuals who served their country are honored. As one approaches the doorway, the intricate details and sturdy materials evoke a sense of reverence, signifying the importance of the history encapsulated within the memorial.
This week, I truly felt stretched to my limits. It’s not that I dislike sports—in fact, I appreciate the excitement and camaraderie they can bring—but I rarely attend live sporting events. I do enjoy watching football on TV with my hubby, where we cheer for our favorite teams from the comfort of our living room.
Despite not having many sports-related photos from those outings, I realized that Beth’s challenge allowed for a wider interpretation of the theme. With this in mind, I put on my thinking cap and explored creative ways to capture the essence of sports. I ventured into my digital archives and managed to find some images related to various sporting activities, including the thrill of a game, moments of teamwork, and the sheer joy of physical activity, showcasing how sports can positively influence our lives, even from afar.
A colossal shoutout to Beth for tossing this challenge my way, proving I need to snap more pics of people in sporting gear, preferably while they’re actually playing! Also, a big ol’ “oops” to her for my not-so-stellar offering this week. . Beth’s inspirational post is like the golden ticket in reach for photos. When join on this fun run, just remember to tag Lens-Artists and give a link yours back to Beth’s original post!
Last week was as easy as it gets with all the doors we shared; each one was like a little world of its own that opened up fascinating stories and memories. I had so many surprises that it made the whole experience truly delightful.
Next week is Anne’s turn to lead us, Saturday 30th August. Until then, enjoy sports?
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Posted for Beth’s Lens-Artists Challenge
Before I started this post, I enjoyed the beautiful images of doors in Tina’s and Sofia’s post, such a cavalcade of lovely doors and buildings that truly capture the essence of their surroundings. Each door tells its own unique story. The vibrant colors, intricate designs, and diverse architectural styles showcased in their posts serve as a source of inspiration for anyone looking to explore the world of doors. Both posts give us lots of ideas on how to approach this challenge with creativity and enthusiasm, encouraging us to find beauty in the ordinary.
Like Sofia, I enjoy photographing doors and windows as intriguing opportunities to imagine life behind them, often sparking curiosity about the stories within those frames. Each door stands as a portal, and windows offer glimpses of the vibrant world inside, blending the exterior with the intimate. Street photography closely relates to door images for me, capturing the essence of the environment and moments that unfold silently, inviting us to ponder our shared human experiences. The interplay of light and shadow often evokes nostalgia, making each shot a narrative waiting to be explored.
How you crop the image makes you pay attention to different things, emphasizing various aspects of the subject and focus. By adjusting the frame, you can direct the viewer’s eye to specific details, creating a stronger emotional impact. This encourages deeper engagement with the visual narrative. (click the images to get a better view)
Details on doors that have gotten me to click the a shot.
I eagerly anticipate your posts, inspired by Tina’s 2018 challenge and Sofia’s current exploration of the same theme. Hope your search enjoyable! Do remember to tag Lens-Artists and to link back to Sofia’s post so that we can all effortlessly connect with your contributions.
Last week was truly remarkable, thanks to Ann-Christine’s challenge focused on Fairs, Markets, and Festivals. These vibrant cultural events are pivotal in defining a society, and it was a pleasure to explore a selection from across the globe. Looking ahead, we eagerly anticipate Beth’s leadership next Saturday, August 23rd. Until then, say positive and keep on smiling.
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We visited this museum during our vacation, and I for some reason got inspired to do three monochrome / BW versions of a this photo of a man learning about this piece of art.
I will start with also a color version of the photo compared to the monochrome one if a portrait composition.
This small but immeasurably valuable oil painting is a study of the properties of light and shadow. Monet painted a whole series of haystack motifs in the changing weather conditions of the Normandy countryside.
A significant art discovery has been made at the Serlachius Museum in Mänttä. The painting “Heinäsuova ilta-auringossa” (Meadow Meadow in the Evening Sun), which is part of the museum’s collection, has been revealed to be the work of Claude Monet (1840-1926), a key painter of the Impressionist art movement.
The painting lacks a visible signature, but the University of Jyväskylä’s hyperspectral camera detected Monet’s name and the year 1891 beneath the paint. Analyses of the pigment and fabric confirm it is by Claude Monet. The Serlachius Museum has had it since the 1950s, assuming it could be by Monet. Its authenticity was confirmed in 2015, thanks to advancements in technology. The work was purchased in London through an art dealer from Mänttä and is believed to have been shown at the Impressionist exhibition at the Grafton Gallery in London in 1905.
I put together these different versions for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness project as a fun way to dive into artistic expression. The whole idea was to check out how the mood and meaning of the photo shift with different edits. I found myself thinking about what the image is really about—is it the painting itself, the man who’s learning about it, or maybe even the overall space where both the art and the observer exist? My idea was to show just how complex art can be and how it hits people in different ways based on their own experiences and perspectives.
The captions were created with AI – all slightly different… because of the light and contrast?
Four weeks have gone by since the official summer holiday came to an end, and I find myself still spending this week at the summer house, relishing the warm weather that lingers. The sun hangs high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the landscape, while soft breezes rustle the leaves of the trees surrounding me. Now the temperature has settled at a pleasant +20°C; it is nice enough to enjoy early morning coffee outdoors, Evenings are perfect , the horizon is painted with hues of orange and pink as the sun sets, creating a picturesque backdrop that makes it hard to believe that summer is truly slowly slipping away.
It has been an odd summer; the first half was so unseasonably cold that it hardly felt like summer at all. However, everything changed dramatically in the middle of July when our holiday commenced. To our surprise, we experienced the longest hot period in Finland’s recorded history—an astonishing 22 consecutive days of weather ranging between +25-30°C. This was a remarkable shift that caught many of us off guard, as such temperatures are not the norm for our region. We spent our days enjoying the sunny days in the shade, laying in the hammock, not really doing much. Lazy hazy summer days. Spending time with family, by the sea and lakes. Enjoying tasty fresh food prepared by others. I didn’t even take that many photos, hardly any. That is if I compare it to what I have done.
The increase in extreme weather has become a point of concern for many, as it is evident that these phenomena are occurring more frequently, likely due to the impacts of climate change. As I reflect on this summer, I cannot help but wonder what changes the future holds for our weather patterns and how we will adapt to them in the coming years.
I have made few posts, but I apologize for not commenting on posts, and I have also been slow in replying to comments. I feel bad about it, but the thing is I feel almost guilty when there is a lovely summer day and I choose to stay inside. So I don’t . The summer is so short here, and when you have the opportunity to enjoy the good weather, you have to take it. It’s a time for outdoor life, barbecues with friends, and simply soaking up the sun’s rays. We have a long winter, and during that season, the days can feel endless as we spend more time indoors. Therefore, when summer arrives, I want to embrace every moment of it, squeezing in all the joy that I can before it slips away once again. I will try to do better …
Now I will post few photos, as this is a photography blog. Words have not really been my thing, but I am trying to include more …
This week is Ann-Christine‘s turn to host, and when I saw the topic, I thought, wow, do I have anything for this one? I was pretty sure I didn’t, but as I reflected more, I realized my memory did not serve me well. As I started to look for images, I revisited these places again, and they brought back lots of nice memories, each one a little treasure from the past. I remembered the conversations, and the warmth of those special moments. The sights and sounds all came rushing back, making me appreciate the experiences I had taken for granted. It’s funny how a simple image can trigger such a flood of emotions and nostalgia, reminding me of the connections I’ve made and the joy that comes with them.
Marketplaces nor fairs are not something I frequently go to. Many of the marketplaces are often tourist traps, and I am not into those places; I find them to be overwhelming and overpriced, and they lack the charm I seek in my outings. Instead, I usually visit stores that have vintage furniture and quirky home decor items, or we have great recycling stores that we might have a quick peek at, offering unique finds and sustainable options. There’s something special about hunting for treasures in these hidden gems rather than being surrounded by the hustle and bustle of a crowded market.
It makes me reminisce about a particular trip to a marketplace we came across in Nice, France, years back; the vibrant colors, the sounds of local vendors engaging with customers, and the tantalizing aromas of fresh produce and local delicacies filled the air, making it an unforgettable experience. It was a delightful fusion of culture and community, highlighting the essence of the region. This memory urges me to reconsider my stance on marketplaces and perhaps explore them with a more open mind in the future.
Now that I’ve embraced the spirit of exploration, I’m reminded of a few unforgettable visits to the markets that I’d like to share. Stepping into a Thai floating market feels like entering an entirely different realm. Narrow canals overflow with boats offering a wealth of food and merchandise, while the amiable vendors engage in lively conversations in Thai. This surreal experience is one you shouldn’t miss during your time in the country. One of my most enchanting experiences occurred at a floating market in Thailand, where the air was filled with vibrant colors and enticing aromas. Vendors deftly navigated their boats, overflowing with fresh fruits, fragrant spices, and artisanal crafts, establishing a vibrant atmosphere that embodied the local culture. It was clear that this spot was a must-see attraction for tourists.
This was a totally different experience regarding scents – a fish market in Negombo, Sri Lanka, where the air was thick with the briny aroma of freshly caught fish, mingled with the subtle sweetness of tropical spices. The hustle and bustle of vendors shouting their catch of the day created a vibrant atmosphere, drawing both locals and tourists alike. Memorable for me, this sensory overload offered a glimpse into the daily lives of the fishermen and the rich culinary traditions that define this coastal city. The colors of the fish, the energy of the crowd, and the unique scents combined to create an unforgettable tapestry of sights and sounds. Popular items are generally sharks, prawns, crabs, yellowfin tuna, sardines and Spanish mackerel. You can even find varieties like sea chicken, barracuda, and other “exotic “varieties here. The Dry Fish market usually has endless rows of fish on Hessian rugs to dry.
I apologize for the overload of photos, but the amount of them also kind of creates the same overwhelming feel these two last places had. Each image captures a myriad of memories and moments that can easily saturate the senses, reflecting the vibrant chaos that characterized those locations. That does not include Nice, though; that was calm and had a totally different vibe to it.
A huge thank you to John for another enlightening challenge last week! I really appreciated the examples and tips shared. I’m eager to see what you create this week! Next week, we’ll have another opportunity for “Looking Back,” with Sofia leading the way. Don’t forget to check out her lovely site for more!
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I was first a bit lost with this challenge; it’s not that I don’t enjoy taking backlit photos—quite the opposite, in fact. I find it a great way to capture atmosphere and mood, as there’s something inherently magical about the way light interacts with the subjects. However, I also recognize that no sunsets or sunrises should be featured if I’m not shooting directly towards the light source. This has prompted me to explore different angles and perspectives, allowing the light to create a sense of depth and intrigue in my images. Additionally, I made a conscious effort to avoid overly simplistic silhouette images, as I wanted my photographs to embody a more complex layering of shades and nuances of light. Each shot became an opportunity to experiment with subtle gradients and textures, enriching the overall visual narrative that I aimed to convey through my work. Hope you fell I succeeded in my effort.
For Monochrome Madness this week, Brian Bushboy has set a challenge – Backlighting.
My first is a side portrait of my grandsone sitting in front of a window.
Many thanks to Tina for this challenge Lens-Artists #358 – Live and Learn. The first quote she posted was “Tell me and I forget, teach me and I may remember, involve me and I learn.” Ben Franklin . I can relate to that. I was a lazy student in school, I hardly never read for homework at home, I quickly did it by memory of what i heard in the class. I was a student who told other to shut up, so I could listen what the teacher taught. I did OK with this technique of study.
Well, photography – I looked at other photographers’ images and learned from paintings about composition, as art was my first love. Composition is the key to my images. For years, I didn’t edit any of my photos. I started blogging in 2011, but it was only in 2013 when I started to edit with free editing programs. Mostly, I did cropping and exposure and contrast adjustments. I got my first version of Lightroom in 2016, and I bought some presets – I opened them to see what they kept in them, and that is how I started to learn how to use the program. I never was a guidebook reader. Trial and error, that is the way to go.
Different styles I picked up on the way, bokeh, macro, close-ups, black and white edits… You get the idea.
At this point, I had learned a few more things about the camera settings, and I started following a few photographers, watching them showcase all the new improvements that Lightroom offered.
I found myself fascinated by the way they meticulously adjusted each setting to create stunning visuals that spoke to their unique vision. How they used these tools effectively inspired me deeply, and I copied them, adjusting their techniques to suit my own style. With each photo I took, I experimented with different approaches, trying to find that sweet spot where technical skill met personal expression. I was very taken when someone told me they could recognize my photos from their style. It was a moment of pride for me because it meant I was starting to carve out my own niche in the photography world. I was so flattered and encouraged to keep pursuing this passion.
I chose these photos I searched for photos from the earlier years. I redid the post as It was a disaster in so many levels to start with and reposted it. The photos weren’t the worst, but I realized I could show much more depth and tones by revisiting the editing process with these three new versions. Each edit allowed me to experiment with different filters and adjustments, bringing out the vibrant colors and intricate details in a way that truly showcases the beauty I initially hoped to express. As for the flowers photo I took this week, i soft petals and rich colors that evoke warmth and happiness, reminding me of the fleeting essence of summer and the joy it brings. Even in monochrome, yes?, No?
Last week Egidio took us Into the Woods for some Forest Bathing. It is obvious that Forest are great inspiration to many of us. Be sure to check back on Saturday, August 2 at noon Eastern Time when John will be hosting our next challenge.
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Egídio mentioned this in his post, I had not heard the term, but I was aware of the benefits of woods. The Japanese concept of shinrin-yoku, which translates to “forest bathing” in English, emerged in Japan in the 1980s as a heartfelt response to stress relief. This beautiful practice encourages you to immerse yourself in the natural world, inviting your mind and body to fully cherish the experience through all five senses.
Have you noticed how wandering through a forest can soothe your soul and bring you back to a place of calm? It’s understandable that some may prefer the calming embrace of the woods over the beach when feeling anxious or troubled. Spending time in forests has a remarkable ability to quickly reduce your heart rate and blood pressure, easing muscular tension, too. One of the most profound influences of being surrounded by trees is how it lifts your spirit, promoting serenity and aiding in stress recovery. The uplifting benefits of nature can be felt in as little as fifteen minutes, and these feelings of peace deepen the longer you spend in these tranquil spaces.
I have lived most of my life in places where the woods are just behind our home from childhood to my adult homes. Even now, I have woods just meters away from my backyard, just as I did when I was a child. I spent hours with my friends playing in the woods and also by the sea as a child. One thing that still brings back memories to this day is the enchanting scent of the woods by the sea, a unique mix of pine, damp earth, and a hint of salt from the ocean breeze. The woods area had been sea before, so the soil had a recognizable scent, rich and earthy, that I always associate with childhood adventures and the whispers of nature.
No more memories. In this post I am keeping it simple. We went to the woods with our grandkids and here are some photos from that walk in the woods.
Few words about the place we at least once a year visit. Porkkala truly captivates the heart with its stunning natural landscapes, where the serene blend of coastal beauty and lush forests invites you to experience tranquility. The region’s rocky shorelines and calm waters gift you with breathtaking views of the Baltic Sea, perfect for moments of reflection. As you wander through the woodlands, you’ll find solace among the towering coniferous trees, like pine and spruce, intertwined with broadleaf species that paint the changing seasons with vibrant colors. This rich ecosystem nurtures a variety of wildlife, including lovely bird species that thrive in this peaceful haven. There are many beautiful hiking trails that meander through the woods, offering you endless opportunities to embrace the beauty of nature and reconnect with your inner self.
Hopefully you can see my appreciation for the simple joys of the woods. Thank you Egidio for this trip down memory lane and an opportunity to share a new memory created few days ago. When you post your response, please remember to link back to Egidio’s original post and use the Lens-Artists tag. Next week, look for Tina’s post since she will be leading the challenge.
In the meantime, enjoy the nature and summer joys.
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When you feel the need for a spiritual renewal, adopt the captivating practice of going to bed early and waking with the sun. Picture the gentle embrace of morning light as it touches your skin, granting you a tranquil moment while the world stirs to life around you. This calm ‘connected’ sensation is akin to enchanting stardust that can brighten your whole day, regardless of how chaotic it may turn.
This week, we’re excited to have SH join us as our Guest Host and are reflecting on the importance of our cherished quiet moments.
I fondly recall summers spent at our summer house when my boys were young; those warm mornings were pure joy! I would sneak out before anyone else, relishing my little slice of paradise on the patio with a steaming cup of coffee. The birds would fill the air with their uplifting melodies, and the leaves would sway gently in the sweet breeze. It truly became a beautiful oasis of tranquility, where I could enjoy my thoughts, free from demands—just me and a blissful silence before my three preteen whirlwinds burst onto the scene, ready for adventure. Those precious quiet hours were my secret strength, and let me tell you, finding joy in the delightful chaos was essential. After all, if you can embrace a morning of refreshing solitude, you can conquer anything those boys decide to throw your way!”
Quiet hours, often represented through serene photographs, capture the essence of stillness and peace in various environments. An image of a tranquil sunset over a quiet neighborhood can evoke feelings of calm,
In libraries, the focused expressions of individuals deeply immersed in their studies highlight the importance of silence for creative and intellectual pursuits.
Churches can be depicted with sunlit rooms and soft shadows, conveying a sense of hope and recovery,
While empty parks at dawn invite viewers to appreciate the beauty of solitude.
illustrating empty street
Each photograph can tell a story of tranquility, inviting onlookers to reflect on the significance of quiet hours in fostering community harmony and personal well-being.
To wrap up this week’s post, I want to extend my gratitude to SH for being our Guest Host and for introducing such a beautiful topic that will surely provide us all with moments of tranquility. Don’t forget to check out his original post here and use the Lens-Artists Tag so we can find your contributions. I appreciate Ann-Christine for her lovely post and everyone who participated in it.. Lastly, I hope you to join us next week as Egidio once again guides us through his Through Brazilian Eyes site. Until then keep on smiling.
By the way, it is vacation time for us! For the next four weeks, I am looking forward to spending my days in the hammock, savoring the warm summer days that have finally arrived in Finland. I can’t wait to soak up every moment of this blissful summer escape!
Join us in welcoming Beth as she takes the lead on her first challenge with the Lens-Artists team! Let’s show her our support! Her chosen topic stormy – is bound to give us beautiful and impressive images.
I live in an area of the world where we do not have any big weather events; there are no hurricanes or earthquakes to disrupt our peace. Our storms, compared to those experienced in many other places, are very mild and often quite gentle. Even our winter storms are mild relative to regions that face extreme and heavy snowfall. This rarity of severe weather is seen in my amount of stormy images and I capture stormy sky I will have fun with it – that is take many shots of it as it does not happen often. My photographs for this challenge predominantly capture stunning, impressive cloudy skies. I have never been able to capture a lightning for example – not skilled enough nor have the patience to wait for the moment in the rain.
Visiting our son in Oulu last year, we took the opportunity to explore the beautiful Narrikari Beach, a spot known for its stunning views and calm atmosphere. As we walked along the sandy shore, we couldn’t help but notice the storm brewing in the distance over the Baltic Sea, the ominous clouds rolling in like a thick blanket. The sky was so impassive, dominated by dark hues that hinted at the impending tempest, creating a dramatic contrast with the beach’s tranquil setting. We stood there, feeling the cool breeze on our faces, captivated by the natural beauty and the raw energy of the approaching storm, which made that day unforgettable.
Dark skies in Key West often signal the approach of a tropical storm, casting an eerie yet captivating shadow over the vibrant landscape. This dramatic backdrop accentuates the brilliant colors of the sea. The scent of saltwater combines with the rain, creating a refreshing aroma that fills the atmosphere, while the distant rumble of thunder adds to the symphony of nature’s awe-inspiring spectacle.
A coastal scene showcasing a stormy sky with beams of sunlight piercing through the clouds, as two figures stroll along the beach in Nice, France. The color of the water against the dark clouds, I just loved watching the changing sky.
Monaco was graced by fierce, moving clouds that, in a magnificent display, chose to twirl gracefully around us. Their presence made the sky into a striking canvas, creating a dramatic backdrop for these images!
Winter, snowing – heavily – maybe even a blizzard is something that does occur in winter.
Thanks for this week’s challenge Beth from Wandering dawgs. Don’t forget to check out and participate in her challenge here. A special thanks goes to Sofia and everyone who participated in last week’s Mellow challenge; it was a joy to end the week with the serene moments you all contributed. Lastly, we invite you to join us next week as Anne takes the lead again on her Slow Shutter Speed site. Until then, keep on smiling.
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Since the last visit in 2018, 12 Apostles had a new observation deck jutting out of the coastal cliffs. It made it easier to take photographs of those marvels. Not doing my scouting work properly I decided to follow the sign from tourist info and walk to Gibson’s Steps and the beach. It only one kilometer but it was hot, and we could have driven there as well. But the beach was worth the visit. I was able to get some pics of the Apostles reflecting from the wet sand.
Circling back to the cultural phenomenon of Asian tourists taking pictures. Or at least I think it is culture thing, with all the different poses and selfies? I do take selfies sometimes, like the one with my gorgeous Billabong hat, but I don’t want to go through my holiday pictures and seeing my face in all of them. Imagine showing the pictures to your friends: this is me in front of the Grotto x 5, this is me in front of London Bridge x 10, this is me with victory sign or thumbs up in front of 12 Apostles, etc. But you get the picture. But getting the picture was often hard when there was a bus load of people in front of you. Eventually, there was nothing else to do but to photobomb their pictures.
We had lunch in Port Campbell and in the next table there was an American couple once again. They were from Tampa Bay, Florida. As it happened his grandparents were from North Finland, and he had visited our country when he was a boy. We had a pleasant conversation about their travels. They had visited New Zealand first, then Tasmania, then toured Australia and they were planning on continuing to Great Barrier Reef. The discussion turned to politics, and we got out of there fast. . Enough said.
The day wasn’t over yet; we still had to drive to Bendigo. We decided on Bendigo because it was less than 4 hours from Port Campbell and five hours from Talbingo, where we originally planned to go. Talbingo was a no go, but it was too late to cancel Bendigo. I also picked Bendigo because I once knew a professional poker player Keith “Bendigo” Sloan. He was from Bendigo but that is another story.
Now comes the part where I lost my faith in Google Maps many times. The Great Ocean Road is not situated in, let’s say, densely populated area. Next to it there is basically farmland, and the beginning of our drive was a combination of narrow asphalt roads, gravel roads, cattle, sheep, gum trees and warning signs for kangaroos. Turn right to stay on Cobden-Port Campbell Rd/C164 and drive 1,6 km, turn right to Cobden-Terang Rd/C156/C164 and drive 210 m, continue Neylon St and drive 1,3 km, continue from the roundabout to Camperdown-Cobden Rd/C164 and drive 12,5 km, turn right to Manifold St/Princes Hwy/A1/C164 and drive 60 m, turn left to Cressy St/C164 continue C164 for8,8 km and so on. Seemed it was forever until we got on any highway. That’s what you ask for the fastest and most fuel-efficient route from Google Maps.
But it was so much fun! The roads were in good shape and there was hardly anybody on the road. The speed limit was most of the time 100 km but like I said – no traffic. And no traffic means that somebody next to me is screaming – STOP – every few minutes to, you guessed it, take a picture or hundreds of them. Eventually we got to Bendigo just in time to collect the keys to the room and visit Woolworths or Woolies to the locals.
I always picked our drive to happen during the daylight. The reason being kangaroos and wombats. They move mostly from dusk till dawn. Most cars have the kangaroo bumpers for a good reason. The name says it all. Our high-end Corolla didn’t include kangaroo bumpers. It was sad to see so many road kills. We drove over 4700 km but still the number of dead kangaroos was staggering, and we saw couple of wombats, too, and one dead deer. I’m sure to local people kangaroos are mainly pests but to us they just seemed so cuddly and funny. If I understood correctly kangaroos are not very smart when it comes to traffic. They freeze in the headlights or something.
Let’s get this out in the open right away: when I saw this challenge, I was SO out of my depth. I don’t have a tripod, nor do I use any filters, and I rarely shoot in manual mode—my comfort zone has always been in more intuitive settings using either aperture or shutter setting. I am all but a technical photographer; instead, I am all about composition and mood, focusing on capturing the essence of a moment rather than worrying about technical perfection. The idea of embracing an entirely new approach left me feeling insecure. I was terrified, and although maybe that is a bit too strong a term, daunted is more like it. The prospect of experimenting with techniques outside my usual repertoire felt a bit overwhelming, yet at the same time, a small flicker of excitement began to form deep within me, urging me to push through the apprehension and discover what I might learn from this experience.
I did do it, I took SO many, most photos were just rubbish. I am so glad it’s digital photography; otherwise, I might have felt overwhelmed by the sheer volume of shots that didn’t turn out as expected. The challenge hosted by Anne from Slow Shutter Speed is all about zooming, which is an intriguing technique that falls under the broader category of Intentional Camera Movement. In this case, instead of moving the entire camera, you simply move the lens back and forth to create a unique visual effect. This approach yields photos of a different kind, capturing the motion and essence of the subject in unexpected ways! So I found out after experimenting with it myself. The results were surprising, and I discovered a new appreciation for movement in photography. For anyone interested in exploring this technique further, please go to her lovely blog, where you’ll find very useful information and guidance on how to tackle this one effectively, enabling you to unleash your creativity and take your photography skills to new heights.
Now to the photos I took. It is spring, a season that always brings a sense of renewal and excitement, and I venture as far as my backyard to do this – and against advice on a sunny day, with not that much shade. The first one is maybe my favorite 👆, capturing the vibrant colors and the fresh scents that fill the air during this beautiful time of year. After a few sunny days, the spring just burst into life, showcasing a dazzling array greenery – and this shot kind of says that, reflecting the joy and energy that surrounds us as nature awakens.
There is this yellow wisteria in the front of the house that exploded with this style.
Juniperus chinensis was my next subject I tried the zooming on – these three were presentable.
Once again – I found backlit plant – I wanted the different shade that the green to pop and hopefully follow my zoom movements. Zoom in or zoom out – I don’t know which one worked better as I took so many shot that are placed in to the bin.
When you post, please remember to link to Anne’s post and use the Lens-Artist tag. I really enjoyed seeing your post on Tina’s challenge, “The First Thing I Thought Of.” It’s amazing how a picture has so many different interpretations depending on how you caption it, and I loved the positivity and smiles I got this week.
I’ll be leading next week’s challenge again; it is rather soon after my last challenge, but it will be something we haven’t done before. Hopefully, you will join me next week. In the meantime, keep on smiling; it just might be someone’s high point of the day. And it is contagious :-d
We arrived at Peterborough around 2 and our accommodations were ready. To my surprise we
stayed in a house owned by elderly gentleman named Jim. Somehow, I was expecting motel again.
His house was split in half and this pleasant fellow lived in the other half of the house. After arriving fairly early we had plenty of time start exploring the area. We managed to visit Bay of
Islands, Bay of Martyrs and The Grotto.
Bay of Islands Coastal Park is part of an Aboriginal cultural landscape. The Southern Ocean has carved a stunning collection of rock stacks and sheltered bays with and small beach coves near Peterborough. This one was nearest to us and our first stop.
Bay of Martyrs. According to local legends, it got its name from a pretty brutal showdown between the Kirrae-Wurrong people and the early European settlers. This clash, which some folks call the “Bay of Martyrs,” resulted in the tragic loss of many Indigenous lives and is crucial in understanding the area’s colonial past. The cliffs surrounding the bay are a reminder of that tough time, showing the lasting impact of colonization on the land and its original peoples.
The Grotto was fun because we arrived just after a bus load of Asian tourists. When I saw the steps and long line of people leading down to the Grotto I thought I would never be able to see it. Then I realized that they were all patiently standing in line waiting for their turn to take selfies or have friends take pictures against the Grotto. I wasn’t having any of is, so passed everybody in the line, because there was plenty of room on the deck to take pictures. Luckily, there was a lady standing there who called “next” every 30 seconds to get the line moving. I thought she was the guide for the group but later I saw her with her husband, who had been standing in line that I passed. Anyway, I got some decent pictures but not right in front of the Grotto.
The Grotto is perhaps the most enchanting of all the rock formations in this part of Australia. Part-blowhole, part-archway, part-cave.
After having only the disappointing breakfast/brunch in Port Fairy we had to go grocery shopping in
Port Campbell. Got some disappointing sandwiches , we were having so much bad luck with our food choices and finished them with tea in our beautiful half-house, but not halfway house. Then it was time for another beautiful sunset. This time we welcomed at Bay of Islands.
The afterglow of the sunset.
After we settled in that evening we got a very disturbing phone call from Ritva’s cousin Heli. She informed us that we wouldn’t be able to visit Ritva’s other cousin, Kari, in the mountain city of Talbingo. Kari’s wife, Susan. had just gotten bad health news and she was not, understandably, in a state to welcome guests. Such sad news to receive. We had planned on staying for few nights with them and we were slightly panicking. However, Heli graciously welcomed us to stay as long as we wanted in their home. Phew, problem solved, for now. So grateful.
To be continued 😀
Text credit Mara Sillanmäki
Lens-Artists #349 – The first thing I thought of hosted by Tina is fun and gives us a reason to smile once or twice a least. Maybe even more 😀
As Egidio expressed in his Serenity challenge last week, the current state of the world led him to invite us to share some peace and calm with our images. This week Tina thought perhaps some humor might also be in order and I agree with her – it is.
I must admit that initially, I found myself at a loss for photos for this challenge. I don’t have anything funny, and those I have are slightly on the naughty side, and I have no wish to offend anyone. 🙂 One would have been a photo of a very dirty truck that someone had written on in Finnish (another little hiccup for many). I wish my woman’s was as dirty as this truck. Not to everyone’s taste. Still here it is 🙂
As you might have already read in Tina’s post, we are excited to have Beth of Wandering Dawgs joining the Lens-Artists team. She is a long-time participant and will be a great addition to our team. We very much look forward to having her on board and the new vibes and inspiration she will bring us. Welcome Beth, looking forward to your first challenge.
Be sure to link your responses to Tina’s post , and to use the Lens-Artists Tag to help us find you. Anne from Show Shutter Speed will lead us next week be sure to check out her post next Saturday. Until then and keep smiling 😀
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We saw so many wonderful old buildings in Savannah, each telling a unique story through its intricate designs and rich history. I am continuing to showcase some of the buildings we looked at, with their beautifully preserved facades and charming details that transport you back in time. I love old towns, where every corner reveals a piece of the past, and the buildings that are done so beautifully resonate with a sense of nostalgia. As a fan of old architecture, I appreciate not just the aesthetic appeal but also the craftsmanship that has endured for generations, making each structure a testament to the talent of those who built them. Exploring these historic gems is like taking a stroll through time.
This was one of them, the Hamilton-Turner Inn. Located on Lafayette Square in the Historic District of Savannah, Georgia, it is supposed to be one of the city’s most historic luxury inns that captures the style of the Old South. Originally built in 1873 as a private home, the Hamilton-Turner Inn boasts a distinctive French Empire-style architectural design and is filled with original interior elements that will transport you back 150 years.
The Kessler Armstrong Mansion, an impressively Italian Renaissance Revival home, was built in 1919 by the prominent George Ferguson Armstrong and designed by the renowned Beaux Arts architect, Henrik Wallin. This stunning residence, characterized by its intricate detailing and grand architectural features, showcases the elegance and artistry of its era. As the only house of its kind in Savannah listed in the authoritative A Field Guide to American Houses, it stands out not just for its aesthetic appeal but also for its rich history. This is a testament to architectural excellence and historical significance, serving as a captivating reminder of the cultural heritage of the region. I did some googling to tell you this.
For Monday Window.
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.
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
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
This week’s Lens Artists Challenge is presented by Sofia in her original post she wrote the following: There are a few things that give a photo that cinematic feel: camera angles, bold and high-contrast colours, light, locations, just to name a few. The main objective is to take a shot that is part of a story, there’s mood and a sense of location; our image is but a snapshot of a much wider situation.
I’m diving into this with a cinematic mindset as I pick out photos and spots, really tuning into those color vibes that set the mood just right. If you’re into watching movies these days, you’ve probably noticed the awesome trend with colors, especially that eye-catching teal and orange combo. It’s wild how these colors can boost the emotional punch of a scene; next time you’re zoning out on an action flick or a thrilling crime series, take a sec to notice how everywhere this color duo pops up, along with the moody shadows and lighting. Old towns are super cinematic. They’ve got so much history and charm, almost like they’re hiding stories just waiting to spill. They make the perfect backdrop for films, giving us everything from cobblestone streets to cute buildings that really add some flair to any story.
Black and white photography in movies has this cool, timeless vibe that really ramps up the emotional feels by playing with light, shadow, and how everything’s laid out. This style adds a heavy punch to films with its strong contrasts, setting the mood from gloomy to dramatic, especially in film noir. It lets filmmakers zero in on the cool details that often get lost in color flicks. Directors choose black and white on purpose, giving their stories a classic touch. Plus, ditching color can show off simplicity and the battle between good and evil, diving deeper into what people really feel. Black and white, monochrome is still a big deal in the film world.
Sunset in Key West is absolutely breathtaking! It’s the kind of scene that just makes movies better, highlighting those key moments with killer lighting. You can’t help but feel something when you see these sunsets; they really get you thinking, playing a big role in all kinds of films—from rom-coms to serious dramas—definitely leaving a memorable mark on moviegoers.
In movies, sunsets in Key West can do a bunch of cool things—showing the wrap-up of a journey, bringing people together, or giving a chill vibe after some drama. That golden hour really ups the charm of the place, making characters (and us viewers) stop and soak in the beauty of those quick, special moments.
Paris, often called the “City of Light,” is a go-to spot for filmmakers because of its stunning buildings, charming streets, and lively vibe. Each neighborhood brings its own unique flavor to the story, really capturing the city’s artsy and historic side. The way the light shifts throughout the day, especially at sunset, adds a cool visual touch that makes those emotional moments hit even harder. In the end, movies set in Paris stir up dreams and feelings, turning the city into a magical place that speaks to people all over the world.
Check out the nighttime scene at El Cortez Hotel in Las Vegas! The bright neon signs light up the place, giving it a super moody vibe as folks walk by on the busy street, soaking up the atmosphere with street sounds and music from nearby spots. Those neon lights not only make the hotel look awesome but also capture the city’s spirit, where every little corner has a story waiting to be told, and the thrill of the nightlife totally invites you to dive in and explore more.
Last week we visited the most wonderful places with John’s challenge. I’d love to visit most of them as they were unknown to me. Next week, it’s my turn to host on Saturday, May 3rd—hope you can join me then! Until then, keep smiling. You never know, I might just make someone’s day a little brighter!
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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.
Anns challenge is a very popular theme among photographers, and there is something profoundly appealing about capturing old forgotten places, homes, barns, roads, and bridges, as is the case in my journey. The decay of these structures adds a unique element to the images, evoking feelings of nostalgia and contemplation. Each photograph serves as a visual narrative, telling a story that is often steeped in sadness, yet it is a very real and poignant tale of time’s passage and the impermanence of human endeavors. There is something undeniably true and raw in the remnants of these locations, and they convey emotions that do not require words to be understood. We can immerse themselves in the imagery and craft their own interpretations of the stories that unfold. By looking at the photos, one can sense the whispers of history and perhaps even feel the echoes of laughter and life that once filled these now desolate spaces: See her post for more inspiration ABANDONED
Can you in your mind picture a story about this blue house in this green lush setting with the mountains looming majestically in the background? The azure paint of the house stands out vividly against the vibrant greenery that surrounds it, creating a picturesque scene straight from a film. This serene abode, nestled amidst trees and blooming wildflowers, invites one to imagine the life of people there, what happened to this to occur. The destruction of a farm, a livelihood, echoes that rustle through the overgrown grass. The home, now vacated and in the end vandalized, bears the scars of its history, with broken windows and peeling paint that tell tales of neglect and memories long forgotten. The distant mountains, adorned with a dusting of snow, seem to cradle this run-down home in their protective embrace, standing as silent witnesses to the stories of joy and sorrow that unfolded within its walls. Yet heartbreak lingers in the silence, reminding us of the fragility of life and the passage of time. (Photo location somewhere in British Columbia CA)
This shed, or drying barn, is located very near to my summer house.( Finland) Over the past thirty years, I have witnessed its slow decay, with cracks appearing in the wooden planks and paint pealing leaving behind a weathered surface that tells a story of its own. Despite its deteriorating state, it still stands defiantly against the elements, a relic of a bygone era and really, not even all that long ago . I know the new owner was hoping that the heavy snow would finally take its toll last winter, causing the roof to give in so that he could demolish the building more safely without risking injury. However, to our surprise, we hardly had any snow at all that season. Now, as I look at the shed, it stands ominously silent, and it has become far too dangerous to consider going inside, with the potential for falling debris looming over it. Photographs I took several years ago capture its charm, showcasing the peeling wood and tangled vines that drape over the structure, highlighting there is something oddly appealing about the rundown shed, with its rustic beauty standing out against the backdrop of the surrounding landscape.
The Bahia Honda Rail Bridge is a derelict railroad bridge in the lower Florida Keys connecting Bahia Honda Key with Spanish Harbor Key, serving as a historical landmark that showcases the fascinating engineering efforts of the early 20th century. Today, as nature reclaims the structure and sections of the bridge are enveloped by lush vegetation, it has become a popular destination for photographers , who are drawn to its rustic charm and the breathtaking views it offers of the surrounding waters. Despite its current state of disrepair, or because of it is very photogenic location.
This is what I find hard. So many animals left, abandoned to fend on their own, and it is so sad to see their struggle for survival in a world that has turned its back on them. These creatures, innocent and vulnerable, often face insurmountable odds as they scavenge for food and shelter, relying solely on their instincts.
Similarly, many people in our society are left behind, grappling with feelings of isolation and despair. Some of these individuals may have made choices that led them to this point, but so many have found themselves in such situations due to circumstances beyond their control, including economic hardship, mental health challenges, or sudden life changes. Material possessions, while tangible and often easier to manage, pale in comparison to the deep emotional scars left by abandonment and neglect. It is this profound sadness that lingers, reminding us of our responsibility to care for those who cannot care for themselves, whether they have four legs or two.
Last I am leaving you with an image of a boat well served and left on the dryland to slowly rot, a poignant reminder of adventures past and the relentless passage of time. This once-proud vessel, now nestled wooden stilts. But is it a good photo opp? Absolutely, for this scene captures not only the beauty of decay but also the stories that linger in the air, inviting photographers to explore the contrast between life and stillness through their lenses. Capturing the intricate textures of rust and the soft sunlight filtering through the foliage adds depth to the narrative, making it a compelling subject for anyone with an eye for the extraordinary in the mundane.
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Last week, thanks to Ann-Christine, we shared the fun of our last outings. I enjoyed seeing the varied places you visited. Next week look for John’s post because he will be leading our challenge.
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My contribution to One Word Sunday: Landscape
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
Ritva Sillanmäki Photography 