27 September 2018 at 9:33 pm (Surry Hills, Australia)

Watching the rain through a crack in the window,
It’s the little things that get you through;
Like the same sun rising on me,
Is rising over you
— Greg Keelor & Jim Cuddy / Blue Rodeo

I’ve been noticing the sun, this week - well, on the clear days at least, I have.

The sun, its effects, its surrogates - we miss it when its gone, we replace it with whatever we can find, we wait for it to come back; and in the mean time, we make do.

But when we have it, when it’s on our side of the planet, things happen. Flowers bloom, bees buzz around them, birds flock above, new life shoots out from old wood - and then, it’s gone again.

Some of us are here, some of us are there - but the same sun rises, every day, for each of us.

Robert Catto

I'm a Canadian-Kiwi photographer in Sydney Australia, specialising in performing arts, live events, editorial and corporate / commercial work.