My obsession with urban views was born in my first New York City apartment where I had the view of a brick wall. I thought it was the greatest thing I’d ever seen. Since then, I’m just as easily dazzled by a good metropolitan view as a six month old is when you dangle a set of keys in front of them. So shiny! But after so many years in New York with varying urban views, mostly of the insides of other people’s apartments, I forgot about the sky…and nature in general really. This is not possible in Australia. The majority of its views are a not so gentle reminder of nature’s awesomeness.
From our Sydney Perch—>various sunsets over the Blue Mountains
—>and moon rises
—>and this guy who scared the ever loving H. E. double hockey sticks out of us every month or so when he’d come to clean the windows
—> a moon’s a risin’
and from our porch in Byron Bay—>under dark blue twilight the bats are a flyin’
(best to watch full screen)