I had a pair of red-rumped parrots fly up to me today and spend some time with me. I felt most honored. I just love their grace, colours and temperament 🙂 ❤
I was observing the layers of flowers,
within a newly headed rosette bloom,
when I chanced upon a bee feasting,
and dance upon the blooms.
Her labor was a tune , bzzz bzzz,
her idleness a boon, and
collecting all that nectar
was a joyful thing to do. 🙂
© 2017 Bridget Cameron
I was fortunate in capturing this gorgeous photo of nesting couple of Rainbow lorikeets. Aren’t they beautiful! ❤ 🙂
Please watch my video, and enjoy some relaxation at the beach as the sun goes down and children play :).
” When I look into the eyes of an animal, I do not see an animal. I see a living being. I see a friend. I feel a soul.” Anthony Douglas Williams.
I heard a familiar ‘wuaaaaaaawk’, and looked out my bedroom window and watched quietly as a couple of galahs rested in the tall blue gum tree in my front garden. They knew that I was there, and for a while quietly observed me :).
They apparently didn’t mind my intrusion and before long they continued with their antics, hanging upside down, feeding, playing and munching on wood.
It was utterly captivating and delightful watching them and I felt most privileged and blessed as they had allowed me into their precious lives, and hearts. 🙂 ❤
How often do we dismiss the ‘little things’, especially if they are common? In our busy lives, we often forget to ‘stop and to smell the flowers’. It’s a shame, because there is so much intricate and delicate beauty in the smallest life, and this vulnerability deserves respect!
I went for a walk along a local creek, and found a shady spot to listen to bird and insect choruses. It was here, that I watched this butterfly dance and feed upon the flowers. It was such simple delight! 🙂 ❤
“An animal’s eyes, have the power to speak a great language.” Anatole France.
I went for a walk in a Eucalyptus forest and met up with a beautiful Flame Robin (often called, robin redbreast) when I was on Bruny Island, Tasmania. He sang, and posed and watched me intensely -communicating with heart- before heading off to munch on some insects. It was a real treat! 🙂
I went for a walk yesterday and climbed to the top of Anstey Hill, in the Anstey Hill Recreation Park, which is situated on the North Eastern boundary of the Mount Lofty Ranges, otherwise known as the Adelaide Hills Face Zone. The Adelaide Hills are the result of the Eden/Burnside fault in which two sides have squeezed together, forcing up the land. Occasionally ‘earth tremors’ and even quakes, such as the 1954 quake are experienced in Adelaide, as a result of this fault.
Putting geology aside, the walk on this sunny Spring day, brought out myriad of insects, animals and birds. I saw a multitude of butterflies, parrots, wattle birds, wrens, tits and honey birds, and had a family of three red kangaroos spy on me and follow me for some time, up the rocky path. This photo is the juvenile of the group, being only half the size of his parents!
The Spring orchids were just emerging, with ‘blue fairies’ and ‘donkey orchids’ showing their upturned faces, and the scent of Spring flowers intoxicated my senses! 🙂
Hover Fly magic
Hoverfly, hoverfly, what do you taste?
You taste sweet nectar from the tangelo tree.
Drink it up, lap it up, gorge on it if you must,
And eat all the pollen before it turns to dust.
Your little adventure may be a feast to you,
Yet without it, they’d be no future for the tangelo tree or you.
© Bridget Cameron
I’ve been trying to capture the image of one of these beautiful birds for such a long time, almost as long as my memory serves me. They are quite rare and to catch the fleeting aqua/blue as they fly past is quite extraordinary. It is only the male fairy wrens that have the bright blue aqua plumage, and only when they are breeding. When they are not breeding, they take on the brown colours of the female wren, although parading a blue/purple tail. Males are usually found with females, as they are socially monogamous. The females brown plumage support a blue tail and they have red feathers around the eyes.
AUSTRALIAN RESEARCHERS HAVE DISCOVERED that crafty fairy-wrens can understand and respond to the danger calls of other birds, suggesting that they have an advanced level of awareness about the world around them. For more information about this, please read this article at Australian Geographic.
p.s. Most images of superb fairy wrens have been enhanced to a more cyan/blue colour, yet their plumage in reality is closer to the photograph that I have taken above. I hope you enjoy his image! I most certainly do… :).
Here’s a little Christmas poem and picture I created for children. Please share it! I also wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy 2015 New Year!
The Christmas Budgie
I have a budgie, whose name is Zoom,
He likes to fly around my living room.
Last Christmas Eve when I wasn’t looking,
He found my Christmas stocking.
He bit a hole, right through the sole,
Then, popped his head right out that hole.
Delighted with his Christmas gown,
Zoom bobbed happily up and down.
He looked so proud, full of Christmas cheer,
It even brought me a Christmas tear.
Then, he started whistling Jingle Bells,
Singing wholeheartedly like Peals.
All on Christmas Eve, Upon my Christmas Reeve.
© Bridget Cameron
To live life with a compassionate and loving heart, to see all people, animals and life as brothers and sisters, to share with kindness and to remove all fear of death, knowing that it is only a transition. These are the keys to our redemption. We are a dream, part of the greater dream, and our consciousness moves through time…
I think all we need is 50.01% of the population with the power to say ‘no’ to governments, corporations, magnates and media greed and deception, for a change of consciousness to occur on this planet! It’s this thought that keeps me sane. Let’s be the very best we can be, and build a better dream together! 🙂 <3.
Captured this gorgeous image of a black swan, swimming through shimmering star light reflections at St Kilda, Melbourne, Australia. It reminded me of Hans Christian Andersen’s story, The Ugly Duckling; as only when we have gone through our tribulations and dive into our darkness can we find our light and emerge a beautiful swan :).
Painted Lady butterfly
A little dancer upon the breeze,
flutters up the hill to be near me.
A flash of orange-brown all around,
Prancing to her beat.
‘oer trees against a clear blue sky.
Lifted upon the wind,
she’s coming closer,
oh sweet lovely,
I see her,
she’s almost here…
Watching moving colours and patterns dance,
Makes my heart sing.
Orange, brown, yellow, crème and white,
outlined in black ink,
smiles upon the wind and lets her beauty shine.
Coming closer now, almost touching,
Butterfly does a curtsy and swirls around my head,
making me feel dizzy, giddy and ecstatic inside.
She’s here now…
Kissing me ever so gently,
to the hum of her beating wings against my face.
I feel her through my whole body, and sing,
Thank you, sweet sister of the wind,
Delighted by your presence.
I wish you a good day too,
And I see you’re on your way…
© 2013 Bridget Cameron
Come on down, to the garden,
the garden of the sea.
Where coral life breathes,
just like leaves.
With colours of abundance,
that we should not make redundant.
Rich purples, pinks, yellows,oranges and lime,
let’s not let it turn to slime.
Where angel fish, lion fish, damsel fish do,
shark, cetacean,shell and worm make a home,too.
Where crystal clear reflections, refract in rainbow hues,
let’s do our part to keep it clean, now let’s take our cue.
© 2013 Bridget Cameron
I was walking around some Wetlands yesterday, taking in the magnificent watery views with its abundance of wildlife. It was a buzz watching ducks and water fowl swimming and having fun, whilst magpie larks, parrots and pigeons glided on high or nestled in tall branches. I decided to investigate further and began to walk through the marshes where ducks nested and dragonflies and butterflies played. It was here, that I spotted this Southern Dart, Ocybadistes walkeri hypochlora, so small, yet so intricate and lovely. Once home I could zoom in and check out all of its fine details, and now I share this lovely little butterfly with you. 🙂
Look what I observed outside my bedroom window. It’s a gorgeous musk lorikeet, Glossopsitta concinna ( “elegant”). She brightened my day!
It’s always nice to spend a little time watching fish, as I find them so relaxing. My aquarium sprung a leak and I almost lost my Gymnocorymbus Ternetzi (Black Widows), Danios, White Clouds and Catfish. Fortunately, I have a pond, and rescued them, and now they are happy swimming around with some goldfish too.
Look who has come to visit our garden. It’s a koala! What a lovely surprise…:) I hope she finds nice refuge from the heat! It will be 43 degrees celsius, 109.4 Fahrenheit, today! Phew…
“Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”
― Leonardo da Vinci
photo © Valentyn Volkov Volkov
Learning to fly, said the fly to the toad,
is an awfully easy thing to do.
Just think of where you want to go,
then flap real hard and you will surely go.
“That’s ok, if you have wings” said the toad with a moan.
The fly just smiled and said,
“Let your eyes look up and do the talking,
and then you will be walking,
straight to where you want to be.”
“But, I’m hungry now!” said the toad to the fly,
“and you will surely die!”
With a flick of his tongue,
as quick as a gun,
he licked that fly right out of the air.
Then swallowed real hard, that really wasn’t fair,
to poor old fly that could no longer fly.
The toad burped out loud and let out a sigh
then pronounced, “I guess it was your time to die.”
And in the darkness, the fly said one last goodbye,
before being absorbed by toad’s gastric juices,
no doubt a loser, or so it would seem.
For within a moment the fly found himself in a dream.
Lifted up from out of his pulped body,
he ascended real high up into the light,
it was such a glorious sight,
oh what a flight!
He was not dead, no need to dread,
for life existed beyond the song,
and there he joined other souls’ along,
the very long road that pulsed with elephant, human and pine,
all singing fine,
to the heart of universal life.
© 2013 Bridget Cameron
I’d like to think that most of the time little things matter more than the big things. When you think about it and think microscopically, most of earth is made up of space, space that we can not see, yet just because we can’t see it, doesn’t mean it is not there, and that it is not important. Far from it! Beautiful things like flowers, with their magnificent colour, design and perfume and dew drops, with their rainbow and diamond lustre are simply magnificent and free! Have a look at this gorgeous butterfly that landed on my daughter’s hand. These little things are truly valuable! 🙂
Met up with this beautiful and chatty fellow on an evening walk.
When you feel the world upon your shoulders, and you feel you’re falling apart,
dig deep down within, and grab your lion’s heart.
When you’ve given it all you’ve got, and it’s still not enough,
dig deep down within, and grab you’re lion’s ruff.
When you’ve run out of resources, and life appears empty,
dig deep down within and your lion will give you plenty.
When there’s nothing at all inspiring, and you’ve hit a brick wall,
dig deep down within, ‘cause your lion won’t fall.
When life has treated you unfairly, and you cannot forgive,
dig deep down within, and make your lion friend live.
If at first you don’t succeed, don’t fear, the lion will come,
then grab on tight to his mane, and you’ll find it can be done.
For the lion is not scary, he’s your friend, not your foe.
And, if you have any doubts, just let your lion show.
For deep within our hearts, we have a lion’s strength,
so do yourself a favour, just grab your lion’s heart!
© Bridget Cameron
Welcome Yuki ( means snow is Japanese). Yuki is so cute, adorable and intelligent. She is an Malchi ( Maltese terrier cross chihuahua, and is a very much loved.
My name is Bridget Cameron. I am a fine artist, digital artist, writer, performer and photographer. I love to paint, create
portraits, children’s literature and illustrations, poetry, scripts for plays, metaphysical articles and love event and nature photography. I am inspired by beauty and nature -in all its contexts- questions of spirituality and meaning in a complex world.
Before dedicating myself to my art, I worked as a shop assistant, a secretary, a school services officer ( made games for science students, worked at front desk and office, read with slow readers etc) as a registered nurse in Australia, England and Thailand ( worked in an orphanage in Pattaya and with aboriginal children in Alice Springs), and as a spiritual counsellor, offering grief, post traumatic, vocational and spiritual guidance to my clients.
I have been on many boards of management including, being the Vice President of Youth 6000, which raised funds for homeless children in Australia and S.E. Asia, I was also the Marketing Director of SAWT( South Australian Writer’s Theatre), where I acted as Master of Ceremonies at the One Act Play Festival.
I have been a performance poet for many years, and have performed at many festivals, and have been on radio and tv. I have had many of my poems published, as well as my articles in magazines such as Conscious Living International and Essentially Me. I have had numerous exhibitions, have won awards for my photography and art and have my art in private collections in many different countries. For 9 years I worked at schools created innovative programs for students and giving fun and educational presentations, testing and fine tuning my children book creations.