There is just something about waterlilies. They seem calming, yet magestic, mesmerising, but with attitude. Whenever I pass a pond of waterlilies, I am compelled to take photos. These waterlilies were in a pond on a 140 acre ex-deer farm which we housesat in a small village in mid NSW, called Cooloongolook. As we walked up the hill daily to hand feed the 13 deer kept as pets, we would pass the pond with the blue waterlilies. I would always stop, take photos and reflect.