Wandering down to the quarry yesterday, the jagged red cliffs and beautifully still water would echo the ebb and flow of the day ahead!

The light fragmented on the cold hard rock face, whilst cockatoo’s glided peacefully out of green woolly crevices, boasting loudly of their higher perspective and freedom from the earth.

The water appeared cold, dark and soothing, inviting you in and yet holding you back.  The sun was shinning in a different direction, it was time to leave.

Heading back along the track and vowing to return when the light is brighter and the echo of silence is not so deafening.

Moorooduc Quarry history can be found here.