Salute to the Sun


Pixel at one of our favourite places, Rawnsley Park, one morning just after sunrise, with The Bluff in the background.  A nice view to wake up to 🙂


Art in times of crisis

Personally, I’ve found art, in its various forms, the saving grace in my life during challenging times.  I came to digital photography when I was often too ill to do much else than sit on the ground outside with my camera and observe and perhaps, photograph insects and such like.  It gave me something else to focus on (pun intended) other than all the pain I was in. It became my healthy addiction 🙂

Given the tragic effects of the recent swathe of natural disasters across the globe, here’s another person’s perspective on it.

What do YOU think?

Sleeping With The Wrong Dog

So much love and wisdom expressed here.

Relaxed & Forward: AnnaBlakeBlog

Warning: This is not an upbeat rescue story.
It’s a sad story with a sad ending. 
Proceed with caution. Or don’t proceed at all.

I have a habit of writing about the rescue horses and donkeys and dogs that have come through Infinity Farm to be evaluated, fostered, and trained over the years. In a seemingly contrary way, I hope to encourage people to bring rescues into their homes but at the same time debunk romantic notions about rescue. It can be a pretty complicated topic.

Mostly, I think an abused pony or a rescue dog deserve to have their story told as much as equine Olympians and beloved family pets from reputable breeders. I write about rescues because I believe their lives matter.

People remind me that “you can’t save ’em all” but I’ve known that in a profoundly literal way since I shoplifted a dying cat back in…

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It comes to us all

For many years now while traveling in new area, I’m inclined to stop and check out the local cemetery, to get a feel for the town’s history.  In the days of early settlement, there were many infant mortality.  These I always find sad.  Eric says it best.

Anyway, at the end of July on my way to visit Jamestown, I stopped off at Caltowie cemetery, in the Mid North of South Australia.

Unusually, the large area set aside is also a wonderful habitat of indigenous plants being preserved by the local community.  However, it was still too early in the season to see any flowers much.

Here’s a brief selection of photos from that day.  Be warned – there’s lots of other cemeteries I’ve visited so if you’re not keen on this subject, take care, as there will be more to come 🙂

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