While visiting my friend Tracy in Latrobe, she showed me the one day old baby Guinea pigs housed out in her garden - oh so cute, surprisingly furry and alert little things that they are. 

Lake Mackenzie is yet another hydro lake in Tasmania with a reputation as a trout fishing location.  We'll put it down to the wrong time of day that now fish were caught or even seen.

The Lake with it's level well down provided plenty of Photographic opportunities for me while Nathan tried to offer the trout a range of his flies.

There was plenty to photograph but the long dead trees that are very often submerged beneath the lake were the most eye catching.

Brickendon, Colonial Farm Village at Longford is listed as a world heritage site, with one of a kind buildings erected with convict labour.

The Farm and grounds are run by the 7th generation of the same family and much of it still functions as a farm as well as accommodation and event venues.

As far as photography goes, I ran out of energy before I ran out of subject matter, the light was a bit flat, I would love to go back on a different time of day and maybe a different time of year.

All in all it was a very pleasant way to spend a day with a friend, and I'm looking forward to seeing here photos from the day.

I love the sound a camera (a real camera, with a real mechanism) makes when you take a photo, whether it's a real shutter or the mirror or a DSLR, it's just not the same if there's no noise or worse still the laughable sound effect added to a point-and-shoot or a phone.

The best sound of all is winding on the film in a totally manual SLR like my old K1000, you know you've taken a photo when you hear and feel the gears turning.

The are a few occasions at work when I wish my camera had a silent function, but I'll put up with that for the awesome sound of  a mirror going up and down at 8 frames per second.

The small village of Kimberly just on the boundary between the Meander and Kentish shires has a little yellow church perched up on a rise above the main road. 
I've driven past this little church on numerous occasions and thought, I wish I had my camera or I really should stop and photograph that.
Yesterday I finally stopped and spent a few minutes taking a small selection of shots, hopefully I'll go back again when the light is different or find out who has a key and take some inside photos too.

Sassafras is a small farming community near Latrobe in the North west of Tasmania, to me it epitomises the diversity of this region, driving around the roads there at this time of year when the crops are rip for Harvest and the you could be anywhere in Australia or the world for that matter.
With in a few kilometers drive the scenery changes again to; beaches or forests or Mountains.

After at least a month of beautiful sunny days, the tasmanian skies opened this morning, giving the dried out landscapes a good drenching, come this afternoon though and the sun has begun to poke through the clouds and the temperature is climbing as is the humidity.

I haven't been very well this last week but the smell of wet grass and the soft light encouraged me to go looking for rain drops on roses.

I seen a few photos recently of starry night skies with stars showing up that we never see with our naked eye, I though I'd give it a crack. 
Though not overly impressive I'm reasonably with my first attempts.