Whenever indolence crept upon me, I would make a gentle escape to Healesville Sanctuary — a place that asked for little effort yet always rewarded the eye. It was my refuge for effortless photography, where birds perched in calm familiarity, and light played kindly even on the most languid days.
It has been a long while since my last visit, but I still recall one image taken with a modest compact camera, its humble lens far from the precision of modern devices. Yet perhaps that simplicity lent the photograph its charm — a red so vivid, so unrefined in tone, that it burned with an honesty no high-resolution sensor could ever reproduce. In its rawness lay a certain poetry, the kind only memory and imperfection can reveal.
Linking Saturday Critter
...WOW, what color!!!
ReplyDeleteMe acerco despacio, sin mucho ruido y con intención de aprender a este espacio en el que ya veo que hay un interés por la fotografía y un cuidado y mimo con los resultados.
ReplyDeleteUn abrazo
Oh, what a gorgeous colour.
ReplyDeletePues para ser con ese tipo de cámara, la fotografía es muy buena.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, I have never seen one this RED! Even his legs. Looks like he is preening.
ReplyDeleteLa fotografia té doble mèrit, per la càmera en que està feta i per l'encant de tot plegat.
ReplyDeleteSalutacions, James!
A fine memory.
ReplyDeleteNevermind the bird, your writing has a certain kind of poetic quality.
ReplyDeleteWow, an amazing colour, looks like it was just painted.
ReplyDeleteA strawberry-coloured ibises. wow!!
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