After being fascinated reading American blogging friend, Barbara’s post, about airport carpets, https://silverinthebarn.wordpress.com/2015/04/02/flying-carpets/ she inspired me to take some photos here in Australia. Melbourne airport is having renovations, so the carpet may be a temporary one. Boring compared to Barbara’s inventive post, even showing how their carpets inspired a tattoo as well as other goods. I hope you have time to read it, if you missed it.

Melbourne airport carpet

Canberra, the federal capital of Australia, has a huge glass wall to give a warm welcome to arrivals. The granite(?) floor looks new and well cared for.

Sculpture at Canberra airport

Grandson, Will, looking out for planes.

Departure lounge has carpet in some seating areas.

Departure lounge has large soft round seats to soften the austere environment.

Canberra’s autumn sky.
Visiting Canberra is a delight in autumn with its many deciduous trees. We saw kangaroos at Yarralumla. I was not quick enough to get a close shot.

Tiny grey dots on the right are the kangaroos!

Alright, this is exactly what one shouldn’t do, stick a tree in the centre of a photograph. I was trying to be quick to catch the kangaroos, so I didn’t see the tree.

Autumn changes

Canberra has a cycle path 100km long.

Married to an artist, I had to take a photo of this rainbow cake.

Good Appetite from Canberra!
Airports can be so similar yet so different great photos
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Thanks Irene!
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I enjoyed this visual tour of an airport and a capital I’ve never visited. Thank you.
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There is so much to see, but because this was a family visit I didn’t concentrate on the sights. So pleased you enjoyed this taste of Canberra, Janet. 🙂
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Barbara, I see my earlier Iphone-sent comment of early morn disappeared into the ether along with several sent to other blogs. Besides your tiny cutie,
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I commented that the round padded toadstool seats are a great touch, and that I’d love to see more sterile airport waiting environment add something like. I think it would be nice if the walls or lighting picked up some of the theme and color: Bulbous mushroom-y pendant lamps, a broad color stripe on the walls…
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At least the Canberra airport is light and airy, The Melbourne one was far more dreary, but they are doing reconstruction, so maybe things will improve. I love your ideas for making a more friendly environment. 🙂
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I forgot that the Sac airport has another creative plus: The Baggage area outdoors has an enormous column made entirely of…lost luggage.
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What a delight for a sculpture of lost luggage!! 🙂 so long as it’s not yours….
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I love it, that you didn’t see the tree when you were taking the photo. The brain is in charge not the vision.
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Thanks Hilary, you are so kind! I couldn’t believe it when I saw that tree in the photo!! 🙂
The tiny dots of kangaroos are so minimal. 😦
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The addition of those colorful, round, padded toadstool thingies did a great deal to soften up the hard lines, and make the space more friendly. It would be nice to see more of that creativity elsewhere.
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Yes, O. Babe, it is so easy for these places to become sterile and unfriendly. I really loved the glass panel on arrival, but forgot to take a photo close up. It was huge, with an interesting texture, and the warmth of the yellow felt very welcoming.
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I saw that post too and loved the photo of the carpet. so vibrant. your post is also interesting, just different.
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I think it is interesting to see how public spaces are perceived in different places. I did love the green carpet of Barbara’s that was being replaced.
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`Great airports around the world are often blessed with the most up to date and very clean loos.
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Trust you to think of that Gerard, another post idea!!
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And trust Out-Griper Babe to point out that, half a century on since second-wave feminism, we still don’t see three times the number of shiny clean toilets for women as men, although we need double to pee, and again a set to change menstrual supplies.
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So true! Obviously WP don’t like toilet talk! You are quite right. 🙂
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O.Babe, I just loved the lost luggage sculptures you posted. So long as no one claims one at the bottom they will remain beautifully in tact! 🙂
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HaHa! I LOVE that you did this! I am going to do a follow-up post, Barbara, because I’ve gotten so many new photos from readers including a spectacular one from Hong Kong sent by one of our mutual friends, Heather of MOSY! Can’t wait to show you that one!! Also husband is in Vegas as we speak and he is under orders to submit a photo. FUN! Thanks for the Melbourne carpet which if you don’t mind, I’ll add to my collection too.
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Shall send you the Tasmanian one when I go too. Though ours haven’t the interest of yours!
I just loved the way they merchandised the design and made it a feature. That is why I was astonished they changed such a successful design. I shall look out for Heather’s too.
Glad to add to the collection!! 🙂
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What about creative floors? Whenever I’m in Sacramento, I walk the length of the river. Babe Bunyan.
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So typical of you to just casually drop a hand grenade of AWESOMENESS into the conversation. I had to Google this because, believe it or not, I am not aware of everything and I simply adore this floor. I will be adding to the upcoming carpet/floor post. Coolest thing I’ve seen in absolute ages.
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I adore the floor also, and have been surprised each time I joyfully traced its course that everyone around me looked at me as if there was something the matter with me, versus rushing over to stride behind me on my dizzying, powerful journey.
(Doesn’t get more awesome than your compliment, Barbara.)
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Here is your lost comment Babe, thank you for such lovely ones!
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You are welcome, Barbara.
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P.S. I painted a fish pond for an outdoor grassless preschool area once. Until the unimaginative Director had it painted over, the children enjoyed “fishing”. (I have very fond memories as a child of eating food items off a kitchen towel printed with them–one was a fish–and picnicking on a quilt with a boy fishing on it, where I could reach out and feel the fish, and imagine that I was sitting amidst the flowers and trees sewn onto the quilt.)
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I do love the word pictures you paint. I’m sure the children were delighted to have your painting. Just sad adults couldn’t appreciate it!
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It is cool. I was surprised each time I happily wound my wet way along its waters (typically heading upstream) not only that everyone around me looked at me as if I was mad, but that they did not form a happy conga line behind me. I never once saw any other person walk the river. Not even a child. Not even my own (but their father taught them all the fun things their mom did were immature and to be frowned on.)
I once painted a fish pond at one side of a grassless preschool playyard. The children delighted in “fishing” until a humorless Director had the pond painted over. When I painted it, I was remembering my great happiness playing when young with a kitchen towel that had been printed with pictures of food, including a fish, that I would imagine eating. My younger sister and I would also have picnics on a quilt decorated with flowers and trees and a girl and boy. We would imagine, or rather feel, that we were within the landscape. The boy was fishing, and I could reach out and feel the appliqued fish caught on his embroidered line.
Meg doesn’t usually remember happy times when she was young, but that quilt and that towel gave us some happy times.
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I would be right there with you, Babe. Can two comprise a congo line? Never mind, we must make our joyful gestures in the face of life wherever and however we can.
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This is for both of you Barbaras (hope link works–one-finger typing right now):
The Sacramento airport’s lost luggage does tend to pile up.
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(and so typical of you to give an awesome compliment like that–thank you, Barbara)
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Not really, I just like YOU. COL!!
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Thank you O. Babe, for some reason I found four of your comments in Spam. It’s the first time I’ve checked what is in Spam, so that was timely! ❤
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WP has a Spam folder?! I’ll need to take a look in mine, too!
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How wonderful to hear O. Babe’s or is that Meg’s reminiscences! Thank you Meg for sharing these poignant and happy times. I must look up the Sacramento river bed. Sounds fantastic!
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These are my memories, but Meg remembers the towel well, the quilt only vaguely.
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I don’t think I’m ever going to feel the same way about airports, now that the two Barbaras have made me so conscious of the carpets! Not that I go to airports so very often (country bumpkin that I’ve become!) but I shall start looking carefully at all of those I do see from now on …
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And of course should you be so kind as to snap a picture for us, there would be no strenuous objections!
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Barbara has opened our eyes! I love the way everyone is sharing. Look forward to seeing yours too Pauline.
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Will is adorable :-).
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Yes, Bridget, I visited two little ones which was a great delight. Thanks for your comment. 🙂
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I envy you 🙂
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Sorry Bridget, that sounds as if you haven’t any little ones in your life at present. Sometimes it takes patience! 🙂
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