Rebellion

biker by the dead lake alone

I look up in my wandering and see a man on his bike.

He notices me and emits  a cheerful “Good Morning”. I say the same back and feel a social unspoken rule has been broken. Nobody ever speaks to another in the desert. We are all protected by a sense of personal space.

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All it takes is somebody who doesn’t conform and we are all in danger.

I wonder if I could become a non-conformist?

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Nature vs Art of Man

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On a recent road trip, I went to view some desert sculptures in Australia’s New South Whales Outback.

The sun was almost set, and the visiting hours of the site were nearing their end. It was especially cold that afternoon, I remember putting on my jacked and hobo gloves before getting out of the car.

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The sculptures were great, but I found myself more captivated by the natural wilderness surrounding them

The endless sense of space, the shrub like plants and the bright unworldly color of the grass against the red rocks.

While groups of tourists gathered around the sculptures,discussing them, photographing them from many different angles, posing with them… I found myself taking pictures of the scruffy trees reflecting the last rays of the day’s sunlight.

Maybe I’m just not cultured’ enough…

But most times, natural beauty wins for me.


Daily Prompt:
Natural

Of Numbers and Fear

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“Do I feel ready? Hell no… I expect I will have to give a speech in front of everybody”

This time – one year ago – I was preparing for my final day at the office. I was worried about giving a speech.

I had decided to throw everything away, go back to university to finish the study I had started and given up on five years prior.

“Enthusiasm eludes me, how will I handle university?

It seems like a lifetime ago, but it has only been one year. The speech went alright by the way… I had headphones in and the entire office had collected behind my desk without me noticing… After that I just started worrying about how I would handle University…

University  was fine too. I managed to do much better than I ever thought I could.

I suppose all the worrying is pointless in the end… with all the days that have passed it certainly seems that way.

DailyPost: Weekly Photography Challenge:
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Stuck In a Bad Phase? Please do this…

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When each day seems to be monotonous repetition of the last…

It can make you pretty miserable, feeling as though nothing is ever going to change for the better, it can be hard to shift your outlook  by staying in the situation.

Sometimes the only way to break into a new phase is to literally get out of the place you spend all your time in.

Last weekend I got in the car and drove away from the town I live in.

It was only a temporary get away, but the fresh country air and (seemingly) never ending desert roads made short work of my clouded and blocked mental state.

I would recommend a mini adventurous escape to anybody feeling stuck in a rut or a bad mental phase. Even if all you can manage is a day trip to somewhere new, or even a place you haven’t been in a long time.

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Daily Promt: Escape the Phase.