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Clouds, rocks, waves what else do I need to say, love it.     
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Annual leave has been over for a couple of weeks and the blog has been neglected while I get back into the swing of things at work. My poor camera has been sitting in it's bag for over ten days, the poor thing. I thought I had better give it some exercise, But with house work to do and dinner to make an expedition was out of the question. Looking out the window at my also neglected front garden I decided on a quick pic essay of what's living and what's dying in the garden. Spring has just begun to take hold, the frosts have stopped and flowers are appearing but because I'm such a bad gardener at the moment there's a lot of old growth browning off and dying too.       My son and I went for at little walk around the Tasmanian Arboretum to make the most of my last day of annual leave, before heading back to a footy packed weekend of press photography. Spring has sprung at the Arboretum, the Magnolia's are blooming though they've taken a bit of a pummeling by the looks of things. It was great to get out in the sun with my son through he wasn't so wrapped when the camera turned to him.     Taking advantage of the whole family being together this weekend we took a road Trip to Tullah on the Westcoast of Tasmania, and explored a couple of the lakes for fishing potential - and photographic potential too.  Our first stop for the day, Lake Plimsoll (left) and it's friend Lake Selina (right)  This was the most interesting thind we saw on our afternoon excursion to Murchison Dam.  Mt Murchison from the shore of Lake Rosebery while I was waiting for the sun to set - I kind fell in the lake getting this shot, wet feet wet pants but not a wet camera.  The sunset beautifully on Lake Rosebery at Tullah.  And it just kept going.  All attempts at fishing and photography the next morning at Lake Plimsoll were canned when the rain accompanied but thunder and lighting set in.  The drive home through the mountains really only offered one photo opportunity, mainly cause the other passengers were wet and grumpy. My son and I walked through the streets of Launceston yesterday to spend money at one of the book stores there, but he got a bit sick of me stopping to take random photos of the streets and buildings. Sometimes thats just he price you have to pay for your taxi ride.     |
 AuthorTasmanian based, New Zealand born Archives
June 2021
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