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I started out early heading east, then I remembered the City To Surf is on today (a ‘fun run’ from the city to Bondi Beach), so spun on my wheel and went west.

Broody dawn at the Balmain East ferry wharf looking towards the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

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Sydney’s Surry Hills has a large older Greek community, and the oldest Greek Orthodox Church in the southern hemisphere.

Around the corner from the church lives a lovely old Greek woman, she hangs her rosary beads on her house number.

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Clifton Reserve is a spooky cul de sac off Crown Street in Sydney’s Surry Hills.

It has a very dark dog leg behind me and is scarily silent.

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Rain is on the radar, but nothing stops the strokes of the lappers at Sydney’s Bronte Beach ocean pool.

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From the heel of Rozelle Bay, I look east to Sydney City on a wet dawn.

We had two days of sunshine, and now the rain is back for several days.

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Piano keys and trees.

Sydney’s Surry Hills.

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I often post shots of the ANZAC Bridge, it’s a wonderful piece of architecture.

Looking across Blackwattle Bay, today’s Sydney dawn gave me a mauve wink.

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I happened to find myself at Coogee beach, with only my phone, I did my best to show you a spectacular Sydney winter’s day.

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Around dawn, fog had settled on the Sydney Harbour Bridge.

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Student accommodation at Sydney’s Camperdown under scudding pre dawn clouds.

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This inviting cul de sac is named Arthur Lane.

Maybe a little spooky in the rat friendly hours, but in daylight the structure on the left is part of a local Surry Hills preschool with laughter and squeals filling the air.

I love the mystery of Sydney in the dark.

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Sydney has three Light Rail lines, two share this section of track.

On a damp early morning (post overnight storms) we are seeing either an L2 or L3 tram heading east out of the city, travelling down Devonshire Street, crossing Crown Street, about to pass Surry Hills icon, Bourke Street Bakery.

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A Sydney dawn report: the solid blanket of cloud started to break up…. only to reform into (the now familiar) sky blocking mass.

And I got wet in my pursuit of enlightenment.

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Ruby (the staffy x) and I were walking in the drizzle this afternoon, looking for a brief respite, we hid behind a gum tree at Surry Hills’ Arthur Street Reserve.

I looked up to see the wind had blown the rain to the protected side and formed rivulets like tears down a cheek.

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Another crappy Sydney day, but I set out to see what was doing at Bronte Beach at dawn.

Blowy, cold and wet.

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A crappy weather day was had in Sydney today.

So an unpublished shot from this time a year ago when I visited the red centre.

We gathered in the dark and rain at the base of Uluru for a walk around the rock. By the time we finished we were bathed in sunshine.

This was about halfway around, clouds overhead and ponds around the base.

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It is definitely not a cycling morning in Sydney for this old timer.

Too wet for me, but I am committed.

Out the front of my house in Surry Hills is an example of the contentious plane tree.

Nearly missed it due to the camouflage.