Day 120 - Chilling Out

The quiet time in between jumping on the trampoline and kicking the footy.

Day 119 - Partial Eclipse

Annular solar eclipse.

I don't know about this photo.
I didn't know how best to shoot the eclipse, so I just maxed everything out -
ISO 50
exposure compensation -5.0
f/22 

1/8000s

Day 118 - Requiem for a Little Red Hen

Our sweet, little mother hen
Came to an untimely end.

Day 117 - Telecommunication

Killing time at the end of the school holidays.

Day 116 - World Is Fukt

The error-riddled front page of the Australian Financial Review ANZAC Edition that managed to - quite hilariously - make it to print in Western Australia.

It prompted the hashtag #WorldIsFukt, and Twitter responded accordingly.

By far the funniest thing I have seen in a newspaper since the "Sneaky Nuts" edition of the Kalgoorlie Miner (click on that link at your peril NSFW).

Day 115 - "With tons of love"

ANZAC Day 2014

"With tons of love" is written on the back of the photo my Nana - Jean, pictured centre right - gave to my Papa, Bill (bottom left) during WWII.
I didn't know what to call this post, so "With tons of love" seemed right.

This photo is a collection of keepsakes, a part of our family history.

Three of my grandparents served in WWII, and they are all pictured here.
My Grandpa, Vin Drummond (pictured in the top left, centre left and centre right photos), was a Craftsman in the 2/117 Australian Infantry Brigade Workshop, stationed in Balikpapan in Borneo.
My Papa, Bill Carmichael, was a Sergeant in the 2/1st Machine Gun Battalion, serving in England, Egypt, Greece, Crete, Palestine, Syria, Papua New Guinea and finally Borneo.
My Nana, Jean Carmichael (nee Hiskins), was with the Women's Auxiliary Air Force (WAAF) in Britain, and worked as a psychological profiler.

They all returned home safely, but were left with mental or physical scars (or both) and memories that would never leave, particularly my Papa, Bill.

I am proud of my grandparents, but I don't think they'd ever say that the war 'defined' them, which is the language we hear from jingoistic politicians and a hyperbolic media. And then you see Gallipoli 'pilgrims' on the television in their 'Anzac Day' merchandise and it makes you cringe. It is why I have mixed feelings on ANZAC Day.

As the Australian Government prepares to embark on a four-year binge with a budget in the hundreds of millions of dollars, to commemorate the centenary of ANZAC, it is hard to accept that Australia's service men and women are still returning from overseas conflicts and not receiving the support they need from our Federal Government. 

Many are relying on the support of the Australian public, and voices like Ben Quilty's.

It shouldn't be this way.

Day 114 - Rope Ladder

Day 113 - The Land of (Frothy) Milk and Honey

Featuring special guest photographer Emma, who took a few pics while I drank her fancy coffee and hung out with her dog, Honey.

Day 112 - Williamstown Alpaca

Day 111 - Greenview Blues

We went to the park again.
Someone was a bit annoyed that there were already kids on the swing.

Day 110 - Trampoline Sunset

Day 109 - Nerf Wars

Day 108 - Sunvisormirrorview

Day 107 - Pterodactyl

Day 106 - Butter Beans

Day 105 - La Luna

Day 104 - Greenview

A visit to Greenview Park, otherwise known as 'Kangaroo Poo Park'.

Day 103 - Reluctant Subject

Day 102 - The Serious Business Of Football

Day 101 - Evie (With Her Hair Hanging Down)

Day 100 - Party At The Park

Day 99 - Cnidarianesque

Day 98 - Open Night

Day 97 - Plant A Seed

Watch it grow.

Day 96 - Sunbeams Are Never Made Like Me

Day 95 - Correct Weight

Day 94 - Never Far Away

Day 93 - Silhouettes and a Crescent Moon

Day 92 - Six

Day 91 - Community Day of Action

Teachers, education assistants, support staff, students and parents rally against the WA State Government's cuts to education.