Filed under: photography Tagged: | bayswater, Perth, playground, Swan River
Collected Things
Ærchie’s ArchiveRECENT AWARDS
For other awards, have a squizz at the "AWARDS" button above.
bog roll
7 Responses
Leave a Reply
- You can EMAIL ME .
Freedom knows no race, nor color, nor gender.
It stands naked in the light of truth.
**petra michelle**Word of the Day
Quote of the Day
Today's Birthday
It did not last, but for a while I was in the
.
“Gene frequencies in a population change over time in response to environmental pressures”
Photograhy Memes
Friday
-
I'm loaded. It's official.
I'm the 684,923,240th richest person on earth!
I am in the TOP 11.41%
How rich are you? Screams from the Stalls
sam abal port moresb… on God and Women Rob on BBC Quiz of the Week daisyfae on BBC Quiz of the Week Genevieve on The Persistence of Myth Alexandra Steward on It’s a Bikers Life @_puckitt on What is “God”… @_puckitt on God and Freedom archiearchive FCD on Ahhhhh. Coffee! @_puckitt on Ahhhhh. Coffee! Bridget on The Persistence of Myth Radnoft Pladzitcki on Gina Rinehart, The ATM archiearchive FCD on Gina Rinehart, The ATM archiearchive FCD on Gina Rinehart, The ATM sandy1943 on OMG – WTF? @_puckitt on Gina Rinehart, The ATM -
REPRODUCTION RESTRICTIONS
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 License.Just a link is all that is required if you want to reuse my work.
I like the clean lines and bright colors. The slide slipping off the edge is just the right touch.
I saw it slightly differently. I saw the regimented lines within which our children are to play while outside, all around and almost unseen, is the chaos which is nature and the naturalness of the young of any species. But then that is far to complicated a motive for such a simple photo
I live in such a rural area that for my kids a trip to a playground was a exhilarating exception to the miles of forest and meadows they grew up in–not surprising we see the same view differently 8)
What a jolly pic – love those colours! Looks brand new…
@ Kym, A formal playground as a part of a childhood must be a good thing. A formal playground as the only part of childhood must be a bad thing. Rural living has huge advantages!
@Puddock, The colours are really fun
Love the shot. It brings back memories of my recent childhood. Except the playground near the street from my house and in our backyard was made of wood (kind of a death drap my parents began to refer to ours as).
Oh that my childhood were as recent. I had to make do with a swing slung from a tree branch by my father. That and wide fields which changed from green to brown as the seasons revolved where I learned to run and hide and kick a ball and to avoid large horned bulls and nasty slithery snakes.