March is a glorious time in Southern Victoria. Beautiful warm days. Cooler nights. Dry, often too dry…..For some reason I have been struggling taking photographs. I have been loving making music; maybe that’s the reason. This evening sky at home I could not resist.
A gathering of old friends for a pot luck dinner. A great time had by all.Out on the job on the Gippsland Lakes between sites.
Back Down at the Bay with a G&T in hand
Another freakin sunset
All added for Max on his great monthly photo feature at Cardinal Guzman
Lakes Entrance sunset
Metung early start
Grass left in the paddocks
Pier to pub end, Lorne
Pier to pub start
Pier to pub line up
Koala with sore leg
Paddock at home
Paddock at home
Ice to cool our water
Added for Changing seasons
As I child, I cursed cool January days. My Summer was being stolen from me. I enjoyed spending all day at the pool turning very brown as well. I’m paying for that now with solar keratosis and regular skin checks and suspicious bits cut off me just in case.
There is no not wearing hats for me. The sun is a mean machine for which I have great respect. Today it is about 20° , cloudy with a bit of sun. There is no wind and I have opened all the windows. I can hear the freeway in the distance and plane high above. This is a little calm before the coming heatwave of 38° on Tuesday.
The paddock in the photo above is about kilometre from our place. I was over there two nights ago attempting to take moonrise pics. The distant air was so dirty I could barely see the moon. At this site the freeway is not as ubiquitous. Little wrens were twittering and I could hear cattle lowing in the distance. The hill is an extinct lava capped volcano from about 25000 years ago. Its about 500 m above sea level. All the land was cleared extensively in the early 1800s to make way for the graziers and to provide fuel for heating. The land was originally covered in scrub; easily removed. If not replanted and protected from ruminants, this scrub hasn’t got a chance to regrow. I have added this photo for WPC ambience
On Thursday I was lucky enough to be asked to help on the our new work boat. I hadn’t been out for over three years and was very rusty with the tasks. While it was a very long day, it was great to get out of the lab and to be at the pointy end of my job rather than the argy bargy negotiating I have recently been involved in.
When heading out to sea I noticed a little green ship I have been watching for years from Rosebud, knowing little of is purpose. This ship is the Searoad Mersey. Here’s a pic I have nicked from google of her battling Bass Strait.This vessel traverses the treacherous Bass Strait daily between Melbourne and Devonport in Tasmania, and travels to King Island weekly. It is mainly a cargo vessel.
Some facts about Bass Strait.
5oo kilometres long
Maximum 350 kilometres wide
Averages 60 metres deep.
Prior to the ice age melt, Bass Strait did not exist. The indigenous population travelled freely over this broad land bridge.
The majority of early settlers arrived in Port Phillip by sea. Bass Strait being only 60 metres deep and at the end of a ferocious Southern Ocean, created quite a lot of heartbreak for many emigrants. North of King Island is Cape Otway. The coastline between Cape Otway and the entrance to Port Phillip Bay is referred to the Shipwreck coast. It is not only famous for the Great Ocean Road and Bells Beach. The illustration below amply depicts what many of these wretched souls had to contend with after travelling all the way from Europe.
I was attending a 21st birthday party. On a boat, on the Brisbane River. It seemed there was no escape from this madness, crazy dancing, alcohol frenzy, young men and women having such a good time, noise, noise, noise, flashing multicoloured lights. Someone speaks to me ..Wha.?would you mind repeating that? Then the camera gives me an idea. Reposted for a wider audience for WPC chaos
Yesterday, we arrived in Lucca, Tuscany. The host said ‘you are so so lucky, (as well as he could in English, which was much better than my Italian) our festival is on tonight, it was rescheduled due to the earthquake. All museums free, party, party, party!’ We said ‘oh great’ hiding our sarcasm. Well there were thousands of people in Lucca last night. Groan. Such a beautiful place, however. This morning I woke early and almost had the place to myself. I actually was the only person in the Piazza Anfiteatro for about 5 minutes this morning. Last night it was noisy with literally thousands of people. I’ve hired a bike already and checking this joint out. Remember, remember, stick to the right. Ciao.
Some pics from our trip so far. Having a great holiday in Italy.
Great weather for a dip
Yesterday was my last day at work for awhile. On Tuesday Jo and I are travelling to Italy, while our son stays home to look after the animals and farm. I have not been on here much lately. I have been organising the holiday and not taking pics. Jo got whacked with cancer and treatment earlier in the year. The treatment is now been complete for more than two months and there is big chance she is free of it.
Here are some pics I have taken in the last month or so.
Bridge built in 1886, bi-passed in the 60s by a new highway, only to be bi-passed again in the late 90s by a freeway.
Maya – nearly 4
It snowed at our place this Winter. For about 30 mins, very lightly.
Been otherwise occupied of late. We are getting through Winter, slowly but surely.
This is one of my favourite faces photos. Oh, to be 21!Some of us look at fashions, others look at backgrounds, but most look at the faces. Taken ~1924, my fathers family. He is the 3 yr old with blonde hair.I think my grandmother tore this photo in half. She was in the missing bit.
Finish with another funny face.