Actually it's just a big mark where a sign has been.
When I saw this piece I wondered if I should sign it and sell it for a small fortune. It's not my work of course, it's the remnant of a dollop or seven of construction glue remaining where the sign it was once holding has succumbed to gravity.
Note to file: "Liquid Nails" is not a waterproof glue, do not use outdoors if you want your sign to stay in place. Also note: The bit of glue which remains on the wall is in fact waterproof and will not be able to be removed no matter what one does.
My blood doesn't quite boil, but I can't help but be a little disgruntled when I'm somewhere like downtown Caloundra, and I see overgrown grass, bins awaiting collection, road signs hidden behind power poles, and I think of all the onerous conditions that would be placed on someone trying to redevelop.
If Council spent as much time working in a positive way among its existing infrastructure as it does "assessing" development applications... well I'd better not go on!
It's only a week or so until Winter officially commences, and while we don't actually have anything that could be described as "nasty winter weather" we all think we do.
There are few people to be seen on the beaches and the days are terribly short. (We think!) Here at Kings Beach, there is not a soul to be seen at 5:00 pm on a working day, and it looks all bleak and forlorn, but the reality is that I was standing in a tee shirt in a temperature around 20°.
There is a well known European supermarket chain which is establishing itself very nicely around the country. The stores are much smaller than the larger chains, and often they build over a ground level carpark, which calls for challenging design solutions to allow people and heavily laden trolleys to rise from carpark to shop level.
This is done simply by ramp or elevator usually, but in Caloundra at least, the elevator is in a beaut glass shaft, which is strange because the car itself is a standard, non see-through variety.
Perhaps it's so the service technicians can see if the cables are fraying without having to dismantle anything.
This little bloke is one of a family that watches me most days as I sit on the steps drinking my morning coffee. Sometimes I feel as though I should apologise to him, but I have no idea what I've done!
The new architectural vernacular has evolved through the need to shade windows. Corrugated metal and sun fins abound on new buildings, and that's not a bad thing.
Some will age better than others, and it will be interesting to see what becomes of all these bits in a few years when the ravages of salt and sunshine take their toll. Will they simply be removed to save maintenance costs, leaving bland facades exposed to heat and view?
I struggled to find a statue that I hadn't covered before for today's theme, there are many pieces of sculpture, but few statues to be found. Earlier this year I published a photo another part of this statue, young Robert's father Steve Irwin.
This is part of Silvio Apponyi's marble memorial to Steve, and features father and two children holding a baby crocodile.
The photo was taken on New Year's Day, but young Robert, although "a chip off the old block" hadn't scored quite as many kisses as his dad.