Poetry

The fiery trove of Coogee is autumnal now. Gold and blue reflections in the water when you swim as the sun sinks.
 

A tropical storm or two? And the armada of blue-bottles? The fungal blooms as the neighbour's house goes on the market for $3million ... you can visit that and more at http://www.bigbridge.org/poetgmanka.htm. Ciao caro.
 

I went to the big bridge and looked down but it was too tricky for me.