I found myself at Opera Bar last Saturday to celebrate my BF’s birthday. This series was taken between 7 and 7:30pm because a half hour was all I needed to soak up the slow fading day. I reckon my friends are quite used to me being there one minute, and then somewhere else the next, because I’ve wandered off, having whipped the camera from my bag, distracted by something or other. With the soft, warm light over Circular Quay, it was a classic case of resistance being futile.
I’m happy with how these ones turned out, but photos aside, I must confess to having been quite out of sorts recently. The prolonged heat and humidity have not proven to be an appealing combination as far as I’m concerned; it’s been busy at work and getting busier (I have two 8pm finishes next week); we’re moving house. I don’t think I managed even three hours of solid sleep last night – ugh! It’s truly terrible to be a bad sleeper. I hope you’re having a better time than I am.