It turns dark so quickly, in Sydney.
A combination of painting at Hazelhurst and putting pictures on RedBubble has made this white-haired retiree a danger to the road:
I constantly watch the sky – like at traffic lights, or coming around the corner.
(Close one, on Thursday, turning on to Parramatta Road, after leaving the credit union.)
Yesterday, I left my run (home) half an hour too late, from the supermarket. The best show in the sky was coming to an end.
There I was, standing in the playground, beside the park, taking pictures of the sky.
At least, as my son pointed out to me when I followed his advice and bought the EOS 400D: People will know that you’re serious. (But – then again – It’s O.K.. I’m an artist! )
The result of this shot made me think of Flyboy . :)