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Best Friends by Leanne LindsayBest Friends by Leanne Lindsay
This little girl had lost her bunny a few weeks before this photograph was taken, her loyal friend, her confidante and bedtime companion. His father had searched everywhere and reached out on social media to see if anyone had located it. After some sleepless nights, her bunny was located safe and well and they were reunited. It was time to document her relationship with her bunny. This boardwalk is nearby, where you can walk through the mangroves, and it would be a good place to take photos of them together. We spent about an hour skipping through the mangroves, dancing with Bunny, twirling him around, making him pretend cups of tea and fighting off ‘swamp monsters’ with sticks.
Weeds in the Grass by Leanne LindsayWeeds in the Grass by Leanne Lindsay
I was exploring the unique Boothtown Aqueduct in Sydney's west with my grandchildren when this beautiful flower caught my eye. The sunlight hit it perfectly, and I just had to capture it! I wasn't sure if it was a weed or a flower and to be honest, it didn't really matter. It was pretty and unusual. I later found out that it is purple-top vervain, Brazilian vervain, or common verbena flowers. These flowers are native to South America, so grow quite well in Australia, and are known for their vibrant colors that attract butterflies and bees.
At the Carnival by Leanne LindsayAt the Carnival by Leanne Lindsay
The air thrummed with a joyous cacophony – the mechanical whir of carnival rides, the excited shrieks of children, and the melodic calls of hawkers selling sugary treats. The local carnival was in full swing, and I was there with the light of my life, my grandson. His eyes, wide with a mixture of excitement and a touch of apprehension, darted from the towering Ferris wheel to the spinning teacups. But it was the swings that captured his imagination. We secured our spots, and as the swing spun faster and faster, his initial nervousness melted away. By the time he reached full speed, a full-blown grin stretched across his face. It was pure, unadulterated joy – the kind that only comes from the carefree days of childhood. That's when I snapped the picture. The setting sun cast a warm glow on the scene, highlighting the vibrant colors of the carnival rides. But the true focus was on my grandson, his laughter echoing in the air.