Wake up with full charge

When I say that, I am not referring to ourselves. I did sleep way longer than I should have today but yesterday was an unexpected and long day at work. I’m pretty charged again.

But no, I’m talking about phones.

As I am currently sleeping on the top bunk of a hostel bed, I have limited access to a charger overnight. This means I really need to charge before I sleep if I don’t want my phone to die overnight and miss that alarm call. Last night I didn’t do that, and my phone was on it’s last legs by noon.

As I was walking down to South Bank (a walk I love to take to wake me up before I blog) I walked right by a lizard that was perfectly positioned for a great shot. Now there are lizards running about here all the time, but this one was perched on the wall right on the footpath, staring right at me with the posture of a lizard that I can only imagine would adopt at a lizard modelling shoot. I was listening to music which probably didn’t help my battery life and as soon as I swiped up to activate the camera, blackness. That dreaded iPhone spinning wheel of death emerged on the screen and this shot was wasted.

Now I am using it as a reminder that I should have full charge, like all the time. Not because I am addicted to my phone (I am though a little bit, but I have to for my blog) but because you never know what is around the corner. What may seem like the routine walk to work or the shops or whatever it may be could one day provide the footage of a lifetime. The world is full of crazy and crazy shit happens everyday. I know this was just a lizard, but next time I don’t want to miss out on something that I might regret. Something potentially amazing.

Photography requires quick thinking at times, and taking plenty of shots is good practice for this. But the first step, get that phone or camera charged.

So instead, here is another picture I took of a lizard in the same spot some months ago. I think I named him Kevin in an earlier post.

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Now get that charge to 100%!

 


 

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Debate: Is this okay?

I’m back in Brisbane! I had such a good trip to Sydney and Melbourne, especially Melbourne as I have never been before and I cannot wait to be back again next year. I don’t know if I have mentioned already but my mum and sister are coming out in January to see me, so I am going to be back on a plane very soon. This time, Sydney and Cairns. I didn’t really take many photos last time I was up in Cairns so I will make up for that this time. It can’t wait to see them, it’s been over a year!

But back to my question. Like I said I am back in Brissy and I was walking through Queen Street recently and came across this scene. A group of people taking photos and petting a reindeer whilst a group of protesters protest in the background. There were vocal making sure they were heard.

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A link to one article regarding this over at news.com.au states that a group, maybe this same group I am unsure, protested outside Queensland Children’s Hospital whilst sick children were having fun with the reindeer. This has led to angry responses towards the protesters as children that will be in hospital over the festive period were trying to enjoy the experience.

Now I am in two minds here. First, I am not really a fan of zoos or animals kept in enclosed spaces, however as this is clearly temporary I do not know how the animals are treated or live the rest of the year. The animals didn’t seem to be stressed, not that I know what a stressed reindeer looks like, but they were rather chilled and approached passers by. But I do like that people are constantly trying to increase the quality of life for animals, and I do not mind a peaceful protest. But is it immoral to protest outside of a children’s hospital? I guess if they see it as animal abuse and exploitation, exceptions cannot really be justified. Exploitation regardless of who wants to see them, right?

So I wanted to ask my readers what you think, if anyone in Brisbane has seen them and what side of the fence are you on? Is it okay for these beautiful animals to tour the city and provide a bit of happiness to passers by at the animals expense? Is it justified if it is only over the Christmas period? Should protesters remain silent if it could potentially upset the sick children who want a small dose of joy and fond memories to look back on?

Thank you for reading, let me know and I will see you in the comments.


 

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Constantly living in fear!

Whenever I stumble upon one of these signs, I reflect upon the fact that these just aren’t a thing in the UK. The ‘thing’ of course in question being dangerous animals. 


Growing up there was never a concern about what animals were hiding in the wilderness. Building dens in the fields, climbing trees, the odd occasion when the weather was nice enough to take a dip in the water… the animals we were on the lookout for as kids were hedgehogs, fieldmice and frogs. The main concern was if the farmer caught us in his truck ruining the crops. This did happen on a couple of occasions. 

I guess I took this for granted. Something I have realised now I am in a country that makes me keep one eye open at all times. Maybe I am being overly cautious, I’m sure locals are a lot more laid back and aware of the probability of a wild encounter. But if anything, going from a very non hostile environment to one that is rife with so many dangerous animals is one of the biggest differences I’ve experienced here. It also makes me thing about life, how scary and unforgiving it can be and that I choose to reject the belief that the many cruel and painful defence mechanisms possessed by these animals were designed intentionally to cause such suffering.

But my question for today is, do you come from a land of friendly or not so friendly creatures? Did you have to be on the look out growing up? Did you or anyone you know feel the effects of a dangerous animals attack first hand? 

Now I realise why living in a very cool climate has its blessings.

World, meet Diesel!

I’m looking after him for the weekend with my flatmate. What a cute puppy! 



He is two years old, and incredibly calm. He also loves treats from strangers…

Also….

I love how our Sun is 93 million miles away, but a few clouds are the difference between wearing my ski jacket and taking it off in a sweat. I’ve asked Diesel, he doesn’t have the answer.