A boat ride, a bushwalk and a picnic. All good for the soul.
Month: December 2016
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On humid summer days the sea mist rolls in over Table Cape (Tasmania). It’s all air and cloud and mist and sea from up here.
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3 – 2 – 1 – GO!
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Christmas selfie – Uncle Wil and his nephew Jordy.
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We don’t have one at our place, so I find myself seeking them out in other places.
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A caravan. A hill. Coffee. It says holiday to me.
Well, except the coffee.
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Tim like I’ve never seen him before – letting it all hang out on the first day of summer hols.
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We wander through the picnic area. We stop dead, then notice it has legs. Phew.
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A picnic. We sit on a rug and graze.
A cow grazes nearby.
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A man is giving free hugs in the Bourke St mall.
Or
A man is getting free hugs in the Bourke St mall.
Musings from the cold 