Love Lorne

Dusk, and this perfect sunset and glassy sea turned this little boathouse and bridge into a wonderful rhapsody in blue!

Lorne in Victoria Australia, is tiny little beach side town along the Victorian coast. My sister and I were taken on a magical drive by our brother on a wonderful family get together and we ended up in Lorne just as the sun was setting.

Stopping at the little general store in search of delicious viands (chocolate milk and Tim Tams) we wandered off the road a little to find this scene before our eyes! The stillness of the water and the last of the dappled sunlight produced a scene of breathtaking beauty which we of course snapped before the light faded.

Soon after, the light dimmed and we began the melancholic journey back to Melbourne knowing that we had one of those most wonderful of days that may never come again.

You might also light to see some of my other “Water related posts” by clicking on the images in the gallery below.

Waiting for the tide to turn I caught this yacht silently gliding past the fortress by Vaubon. https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2014/11/07/vaubon-fortress/

Two jolly jack tars wait expectantly for the arrival of the crowds flocking to Oxford on this perfect summer day. Thankfully I was there to take this picture before the plebs arrived! https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2015/02/28/papa-bouilloire-chapter-the-sixth/

Perth as seen across the Swan River. I am yet to master the clear night shot!

I paused as we climbed the winding streets to the top of Mont Saint-Michel and took this photo past the gnarled tree, over the rooftops and onto the horizon. The tiny people exploring the marshes come up clearly when the zoom is applied. https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2015/01/31/mont-saint-michel/

St Malo in the distance while the tide rushes in to trap the unwary traveler lingering at Chateaubriand’s tomb. https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2015/03/03/rebel-without-a-causeway/

On Robert’s Island, Exmouth, the sunset turned the water to gold and blended with the sky. https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2015/02/16/sky-gleaners/

The little yachts of St Malo venture out silently into the mists of the ocean. https://amaviedecoeurentier.wordpress.com/2015/02/23/oh-that-i-were-a-fog/

Wandering around one of the pristine islands off the coast of Exmouth I found this shell just resting on the sand and took this picture before a footprint spoiled it. I resisted the temptation to souvenir it as it was so perfect where it was.