62,000 hand knitted or hand crocheted bright red poppies (with knitted green stems) on the lawns around the War Memorial in Kings Park Perth today. Created by RSL volunteers over the last 18 months they are quite a spectacle, the intense red against the lush spring green grass.
A couple of sketches from City Beach (Perth) today and yesterday. It’s been a bit of a strange seasonal change here…. summer has been relatively cool over the last few months but we’ve had a hot and dry start to autumn….the ocean was like glass at midday but the “Fremantle Doctor” arrived at exactly 3pm … I could see the sea breeze slowly approaching….little ripples out a sea, getting closer until suddenly the wind changed direction from East to West.
No time for sketching today….exploring Mauritius capital city – Port Louis on the North West coast (not enough time, too hot, too many things to see
Fascinating local markets just across the main road from the waterfront. Wonderful fresh fruit, veggies and spices on the ground floor, t-shirts and tourist trinkets on the second floor, local cheap clothing on the top floor (escalators may or may not be working)! Lots of vendors shouting the wonders and pricing of their wares in Creole….hot, humid, sweaty and alive! The colours and smells were intense, I loved it.
Just across from the main market are the butchery halls (if you are vegan or vegetarian give these a miss!) Two sheds, one for beef and goat, the other for poultry and poisson (fish), all parts of the creature for sale, courtesy of cleaver wielding butchers.
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Stopped by a little Ghost town Kunanalling….about 50kms from Kalgoorlie mostly on dirt roads. It’s amazing to think that once there were 7 shops, 3 pubs and nearly 500 men labouring in the hot sun digging out gold in the middle of nowhere. (You have to drive through the Australian outback to fully appreciate the scale of the place). The plaques on the wall reveal a hint of the lives, hopes and in the end lost dreams of this place…everything….all the bricks, mortar, plaster and paint had to be carted out here and assembled by builders/craftsmen. There was a Telegraph station, Post office, Police station, Court house, School, Baker, Butcher, Grocer, Blacksmith, Mechanic……Ice cream every Sunday when ice was brought by horse and cart from Kalgoorlie….fridges and freezers hadn’t been invented. A hard life.
Only this building remains…one of the old pubs that must have been quite grand in its day , its walls heard many stories. The ruins slowly being reclaimed by the scrubby bush plants and red dust, bullet holes puncture the tourist info plaque.
Updated….I spelt Kalgoolie wrong!!!!
Chimney pots…looks like the owner either couldn’t decide on one particular style so bought one of each…. or they were a job lot on special offer….I love the eclectic look. I took this photo earlier this year somewhere in Manchester in the UK – unfortunately I don’t remember where…unlike my sketches where I always log the location.
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