Day 67: A New Perspective on Time-Weathered Shores

This morning's journey took me beyond the familiar paths to the coastal stretch of Bulli, a little jaunt northward after my commitments in Wollongong. The agenda was clear: to rediscover the old boat sheds of Sandon Point, to see them anew from the skies.

 These sheds are not landmarks celebrated in history books nor are they grand relics of a bygone era. Instead, they stand as unpretentious keepers of countless untold stories, their charm lying in their straightforward, utilitarian design and their resilience against the relentless coastal elements.

 Hovering above with my drone, the scene unfolded like a painter's canvas—rippled water, verdant foliage, and the raw, unrefined allure of the boat sheds. From this altitude, the sheds transformed from mere background players of the beachscape to captivating main characters. Their rusticity, a textural mosaic of corrugated iron tinged with rust and timber bleached by the sun, told of a silent strength and a humble standing against the tides of time.

 Each image captured from above offered a narrative of survival and simplicity. The sheds, each with its own leanings and quirks, stood firmly rooted amidst the ebb and flow of life around them. They may lack the grandeur of historical monuments, but they hold a beauty that's all their own—an enduring presence that resonates with the heartbeats of countless sunny days and stormy nights.

 Today's photo is an ode to these charming seaside sentinels, a recognition of their quiet, uncelebrated magnificence, and a nod to their continuous dance with the ocean's embrace. They are reminders that beauty and interest often reside in the simplest of structures that stand the test of time.