Why do we click, my maker, why;
through the shadows, beyond the grey? Is it the spell of the sun arched high,cast on light, sight then memory's sway? Why do we share, my patience, why; perhaps so dreams don't slip away? Witness with me this scene in my eye. Smile with me one moment a day. - Melbourne Snaps - 13.06.14
After 3 weeks walking through a dream in France it is back to Melbourne for Mr & Mrs J. It might take a while to build a fresh collection but we hope to bring you our daily photo from the most populous southern city on the globe tomorrow. All walked out - Mr & Mrs J.