Beside Bourke Rd

I slept in, missed yoga and walked to Mascot instead. If I’d had the phone in hand I’d have taken photos of: a woman in a bikini sunbaking at the front of an industrial estate, huge sunflowers growing wild, possum poo on the footpath suggesting they cross the road to the park in the absence of overhead wires, the geometric cakes at Mia Dolci Italiani, the review haiku at the Love Wash automated laundromat in Coward St. At the Asian market a Chinese Indonesian shopper, unbidden, talked me through the fresh takeaways.

Oh, and someone has poisoned the huge camphor laurels next to the reserve at 59 Erskineville Rd.

Thanks for hosting Kersko.