Dreaming of a wonderland and failing to see the one im in.
Its been a while since i last wrote for my site, I feel disappointed in myself for doing this. However I have been working a lot, waking at 5.30am and traveling to work 1 way for almost 2 hours. So I haven’t been taking too many photographs, or doing anything else really. I don’t feel like I’m i Australia, which is where I am.
I am in Perth, which is on the West coast, its the only city on this side of Australia, and its not to exciting for a city. Its very dull in places, very conservative, for what, I don’t know. There is a stupid peti war going on between the train company and graffiti taggers. The taggers scratch their name into the glass of the windows on the train, and the train company sticks up sign next to it saying things like “Does this make you feel big that you sign your name on the window, like your a rebel, because your not, your pathetic…..” and so on. There is a hot line to complain and report anyone you see tagging, I was thinking about phoning it and complaining about the signs from the train company, as they are equally an eye sore to me.
Anyway, time has been passing by, the unremarkable aspect of this place has become remarkable. The wildlife comes bouncing and crawling out of its hiding place in the increasing heat. I have seen kangaroos bouncing across my path on my way to work, I took pity on a blue tongued lizard who was crossing a desert of a carpark, and moved him into a desert that he was more familiar with.
Some less wild life in the form of the family cat her where I live, an excellent model called Angus, and a nest of totally harmless baby rabbits that we saw at a local fair. Still on the subject of life, but although back to being wild life, there was an incident with bees that occurred a couple of months ago, it warrants its own paragraph i think.
So yeah, it was a normal Sunday, April’s brothers girlfriend spotted a mild swarm of bee’s outside. We all went out to see, then the swarm grew and seem to home in on a bush just opposite our house. Eventually they all formed a beard of bee’s on the bush, and as the evening closed in they calmed down and nestled in for the night. In the morning they were gone! I guess they were on a journey and night caught up with them before their destination, so they had to form a beard on that bush.
And there they are, as the beard grew, in chronological order. I saw a similar swarm passing by the bus station close by here a short while later. A kid who was sat next to me said “You don’t see that everyday do you”, I told him I saw it last week, he looked away looking a little disappointed.