The Australian winter has come early this year. Many of the deciduous trees have not yet shed all their leaves. They hang gold and russet against a backdrop of bare twigs. The air is cold. Damp. Here on the coast the clouds hang grey and heavy.
The autumn energy of harvesting and gathering is still in play. The sifting and sorting through the piles of accumulated projects, ideas and possibilities goes on. The unworkable, the flowed and the flimsy are discarded but, as yet, nothing comes to take their place.
on the coast
winter clouds hang heavy
– no motivation
(mobile phone photos processed in Snapseed)