Byron Bay Writer's Festival.
The Crow: I Just Knew It
|The entrance gate to the festival.|
|I captured a pink orb while trying to get a shot of the crow.|
|The sun was doing weird things to my shots after my walk on the beach again.|
|Three pelicans flew past, but I only managed to snap two of them, just.|
|Rainbow Lorikeets were playing 'Where's Wally';-)|
|You can just see one Rainbow Lorikeet near the yellow flower.|
which I see as another spirit sign, too.
The beach walk from yesterday -
|Julian Rocks straight ahead.|
|My shadow is pointing to the Lighthouse.|
|There is even artwork on the beach ;-) And it's not mine by the way.|
|Julian Rocks and the lighthouse.|
|I pocketed a few scallop shells to take home, as any good pilgrim would;-)|
|My footprint in the sand.|
|Back to the festival to catch the last talk of the day.|
|A guy flying over the beach in a motorized glider...he's got guts. Not for me.|
|Last autograph of the festival, Michael Leunig. And what a que it was.|
When the HeartWhen the heart
Is cut or cracked or broken,
Do not clutch it;
Let the wound lie open.
Let the wind
From the good old sea blow in
To bathe the wound with salt,
And let it sting.
Let a stray dog lick it,
Let a bird lean in the hole and sing
A simple song like a tiny bell,
And let it ring.
The guy in the above You Tube sat next to me at the Paul Kelly, Archie Roche, Lucky Oceans talk.
He was saying how he was writing a book about 100 years of the crossword puzzle.
Unfortunately, crossword puzzles are one thing I really don't like doing.
He was a top bloke and I told him about the beach over the hill, which he didn't know about.
Since I told him on the Friday about the beach walk and this clip was filmed on the Saturday
(I wasn't there Saturday), it's good to see he didn't get lost;-)
It's a shame I didn't get to see his talk, though.
Maybe next year?