Some days, you feel everything's going fine - then, whoops, it's all upside down, or back-to-front. Last Sunday I celebrated my mother's birthday with my family, at an inner city hotel. A 'gastro-pub', I guess it would be known as. Of course I took my camera along, just for the ride; I was hoping to take shots along the way, of places new. Most of them were over-exposed, and utterly useless. The three below came out, and are actually four of my favourites, showing the bare, Italianate garden of a house in Victoria Parade, East Melbourne.
Despite my love of open, un-interfered-with spaces, there is nothing like a little formality, with little call for a gardener to get his hands dirty.