Crisp leaves scrape along the windy path. Coffee grind scents the morning air. A dog dressed in tartan trots next to a lady in black.
I’m as comfortable here, walking camera-in-hand, as I’ve been anywhere in the world. Melbourne is cold and exciting. It inspires creative footsteps. It urges me to capture the quirks of its urbanscape; urges me to discover delights around the corner; urges me on with eager legs to fill the canvas of my day.