Tim Ritchie

Cityscape

From the heel of Rozelle Bay, I look east to Sydney City on a wet dawn.
We had two days of sunshine, and now the rain is back for several days.

Piano keys and trees.
Sydney’s Surry Hills.

Bridge

I often post shots of the ANZAC Bridge, it’s a wonderful piece of architecture.
Looking across Blackwattle Bay, today’s Sydney dawn gave me a mauve wink

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Beach

I happened to find myself at Coogee beach, with only my phone, I did my best to show you a spectacular Sydney winter’s day.

Fog

Around dawn, fog had settled on the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

Scudding clouds

Student accommodation at Sydney’s Camperdown under scudding pre dawn clouds.

Lane

This inviting cul de sac is named Arthur Lane.
Maybe a little spooky in the rat friendly hours, but in daylight the structure on the left is part of a local Surry Hills preschool with laughter and squeals filling the air.
I love the mystery of Sydney in the dark.

Tram

Sydney has three Light Rail lines, two share this section of track.
On a damp early morning (post overnight storms) we are seeing either an L2 or L3 tram heading east out of the city, travelling down Devonshire Street, crossing Crown Street, about to pass Surry Hills icon, Bourke Street Bakery.

Dawn

A Sydney dawn report: the solid blanket of cloud started to break up…. only to reform into (the now familiar) sky blocking mass.
And I got wet in my pursuit of enlightenment.

Tree

Ruby (the staffy x) and I were walking in the drizzle this afternoon, looking for a brief respite, we hid behind a gum tree at Surry Hills’ Arthur Street Reserve.
I looked up to see the wind had blown the rain to the protected side and formed rivulets like tears down a cheek.

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Beach

Another crappy Sydney day, but I set out to see what was doing at Bronte Beach at dawn.
Blowy, cold and wet.

Uluru

A crappy weather day was had in Sydney today.
So an unpublished shot from this time a year ago when I visited the red centre.
We gathered in the dark and rain at the base of Uluru for a walk around the rock. By the time we finished we were bathed in sunshine.

Tree

It is definitely not a cycling morning in Sydney for this old timer.
Too wet for me, but I am committed.
Out the front of my house in Surry Hills is an example of the contentious plane tree.
Nearly missed it due to the camouflage.

Apartments

It was once the Australian dream to own a house with a yard.
That dream is now an apartment near transport and a park.
This block is in Sydney’s Zetland, which was named after the Earl of Zetland in the 1870’s by his relative Governor Sir Hercules Robinson (bet he didn’t live in an apartment).

Dawn

Brief but impressive.
Crimson hues above North Sydney with boats nestled in Berrys Bay.

Blue sky

Another stunning winter sky over apartments in Sydney’s Surry Hills.

Cityscape

Darling Harbour is a sparkling pocket on Sydney Harbour.
It’s a clear dawn with a light cool breeze that tells you know that you’re alive.

Laneway

McLachlan Way on the eastern boarder of Sydney’s Darlinghurst is well lit, but still gives off a psycho vibe.

Bridge

A study in bodies of water and bridges.
Looking across Rozelle Bay, on to White Bay and the Sydney Harbour I encounter ANZAC Bridge with the Sydney Harbour Bridge huddled below.
Benign clouds and not too cool at dawn.

Cottages

Sir Charles Fitzroy was Governor of New South Wales 1846-55.
And they named this street in Sydney’s Surry Hills after him.
And what were once humble workers cottages now start at 6 figures.
Times change.

Write the book!

The Old Fitz Theatre in Sydney’s Woolloomooloo is in the basement of the 150 year old Ild Fitzroy Hotel.
The theatre can only seat 55 people, so book early.
I’m here particularly early, no one at the stage door.

Sydney

I cop some flack when I comment on the cold, but this morning was bitter.
The soon to rise sun is at my back as I look across Farm Cove from Mrs Macquarie’s point to the Opera House and Harbour Bridge.

Wharf

It’s my wife’s birthday, so I had to get home before she woke.
A clear cool morning on Sydney Harbour with just a hint of first light off the end of the Double Bay ferry wharf.

Urban

A little damp this morning, Bourke Street south of Cleveland Street.
This part is in Sydney’s Redfern.

Dawn

I do hunt colour drama at dawn, Sydney this morning was a little damp this morning, so the sky was quite muted.
I do admire the swimmers doing laps in the naturally cool Bronte Beach ocean pool.

Apartments

In the days of the colony, landowner, John Macarther, held a picnic on this peninsula on a fine December day in 1806.
He noted a natural water spring and named the peninsula after a spa town in northern Germany.
Sydney’s Pyrmont has changed a lot since then.

City lights

The few lights on the Sofitel at Sydney’s Darling Harbour indicates I’m out early.
The bright lights at the International Convention Centre says it’s more expensive to turn the off than the cost to have them on all night.