I went for a walk around Surry Hills yesterday after brunch.  After weeks of having the bleak weather colour everything grey, seeing the world bathed in sun was like viewing it in technicolour.

The rain left behind this camouflage effect on the bark of a tree.

Everything’s just more colourful in Surry Hills.  Even the bike paths have a yellow honeycomb painted over them where simple white stripes would have done in other suburbs.

The streetscape is dominated by the colour and character of the terraces that peep out between the arching trees that rustle gently in the breeze.

It’s not always a suburb that’s car friendly, those vehicles able to find themselves a place to be parked seem a little self conscious in an area that’s definitely kinder to pedestrians.

On foot, the hidden side streets and unexpected paved open areas are much easier to discover.

Walking at an easy pace allows you to be in the moment.  To notice that red door on your right.

And that cafe up ahead with the lemon over its awning.

The everyday world gets lifted out of the ordinary when the sun returns after a prolonged absence.