Bourke Street // Surry Hills

In Kingswood

Just around the corner from the school, there is an old-looking building standing. I’ve always wondered how the shops survive, because to say that the area is quiet … Is simply an understatement.

More Streets in Leura

More sights along the streets of this charming mountain village.

I remember taking these pictures last year, too 🙂

Thank you Leura, for creating beautiful memories of my Autumn 2015!

 

A Street in Leura

Finally found a day to date Autumn.

Unfortunately she brought her friends, Cold and Strong Wind along, which blew me off a little. But all turned out well in the end.

 

 

The Rocks – Weekday Version

The Rocks is usually crowded with tourists and locals… But a trip there on a weekday morning gave me wonderful space, air and time to soak in everything at my own pace. What a contrast from the previous few times I was there..

Marrickville

Redfern’s Pitt Street

Waterloo II

Toby’s Area

Suburb of Chippendale.

Glenayr Avenue, Bondi

There’s something about living near the beach that just makes people more relaxed, I think. You can’t live near a majestic body of water, with the beauty of the sand and sky at your doorstep, and not be relaxed. You just can’t help it. You can’t help but realize that life is probably too short to worry about nitty-gritty stuff, like what your boss thought about you when you made that comment the other day, like what that person meant when she told you to do whatever you want. Perhaps the space is vast enough to absorb all our insignificant woes.

You’d want to have a dog just so you can bring it to the beach to feel the sand beneath your feet, then bring it to the cafes nearby so that you can have impromptu meet-ups with familiar faces of your suburban street. And the cafe baristas will offer your dog treats and a bowl of water while you sip your coffee (And then you both walk home to the cat waiting to curl up in your lap).

There’s just something about living near the beach that make people see life differently.

At least, this was what I felt when I walked down Glenayr Avenue.