Last April, when the Prof and I still walked the same
road together, we made a quick trip to Kingston, the
crayfish capital of South Australia.
It was our last opportunity to pig out on crayfish before
the close of the season at the end of the month.
Just before sunrise, the autumnal sea air was so clear,
that there were perfect reflections everywhere.
The crayfish season has just started again and yes, I
have already treated myself to one.
Awesome reflections and superb captures! The first one is amazing!! Thanks as always for sharing the beauty, Arija! I do hope your weekend is off to a good start! Enjoy!ReplyDelete
beautiful! love the 'broccoli' tree in the first!ReplyDelete
Hmm, I'd say they look more like broccoli.Delete
So glad to see you are back Arija.What a beautiful serene picture. That water is like glass.ReplyDelete
beautiful and unusual looking trees! peaceful sceneReplyDelete
These are real awesome reflections, that first one is so lovely, it's great you have it near your area!ReplyDelete
I'm not a fan of crayfish, but I am a fan of your lovely photography. I hope you're well.ReplyDelete
Such a delightful view. The light, the reflection, and the composition are just perfect.ReplyDelete
Yes, Arija, that first shot is particularly special.ReplyDelete
Both pictures are pretty, but I felt in love with the first one ; it reminds me Africa, I don't know why...ReplyDelete
wonderful pics! :)ReplyDelete
Beautiful autumn reflextion, I can almost smell the sea air.ReplyDelete
Love those crayfish too!
j aime bcp la premiere photo,magnifique !ReplyDelete
wonderful reflections photosReplyDelete
It makes my heart heavy to read "our last opportunity" I hope you are well. Things are heavy and always not so easy. but we all do our best. Take care dearest Arija. Tsup!ReplyDelete
One crayfish? Or one big platterful of them? (Speaking for myself, it would be the latter!)ReplyDelete
These "last things together on the same road" have to be very hard. I know that meal made the Prof happy and maybe he remembers!
Bill's no longer physically able to do the walks we used to do together and sometimes I want to cry when I do them alone ... but we soldier on.