Sunday, June 5, 2016

Hobart at Dawn with its clothes on

The gin-clear skies over Hobart are an almost everyday event in summertime, and even in winter, but occasionally the mists come over and down the river. The vista changes.

I was looking out yesterday and thinking of taking a few snaps but someone beat me to it.

The someone had been up on the big mountain at dawn and the sight was magical. They left some photos on a table in the Oz Room.


I do not know who the photographer is, but he works with what my Supplier provides.



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    1. And now it has been raining and raining and the north is flooding. Last few months - drought, with critically low Hydro lakes. Now - evacuating parts of Launceston. Ah well.


Ne meias in stragulo aut pueros circummittam.

Our Bouncer is a gentleman of muscle and guile. His patience has limits. He will check you at the door.

The Tavern gets rowdy visitors from time to time. Some are brain dead and some soul dead. They attack customers and the bar staff and piss on the carpets. Those people will not be allowed in anymore. So... Be Nice..