Skip to main content

Nature answers only when she is questioned.


...Laughing like drains, Henry and I point out home base, Geilston Bay to Ezra (FYI, it's the second bay on the left of the Tasman Bridge in the photo above). Oh how hollow those boastful laughs feel as I type this now from the discomfort of my hair shirt and shame of my battered pride.


As you can see from Ezra and Jennifer's faces, the scale of nature's response to our hubris was somewhat unexpected.

To be continued...

Labels

Labels:

Comments

Anonymous said…
That is a great photo. Cute kid, happy wife.
2 January 2009 at 12:04
Mary Stebbins Taitt said…
They do look happy. I am worried something bad happened . . . ?

(Merry Christmas (belatedly) and Happy New Year!)
2 January 2009 at 14:04
Louis la Vache said…
"Louis" wishes you and your family all the best this New Year.
2 January 2009 at 14:09
Priyanka Khot said…
that is such a nice photo to begint he New Year with!!!!

many many cheek pulls for lil Ezra!!!
2 January 2009 at 15:00
Tash said…
The view is marvelous - I'm going back to look some more. And that's perhaps the most wonderful smile on Ezra that I've ever seen.

Kris - RE your comment - You always distinguish yourself from the crowd.
2 January 2009 at 15:46
Kitty said…
what a smile?! he looks like a kewpie doll.
2 January 2009 at 15:52
USelaine said…
I'll bet you had some spectacular rainbows as consolation, seeing the light over the bay. I love, love, love that geographic overview - you had every reason to be giddy. And I want to know the names of the plants, please.
2 January 2009 at 16:18
Anonymous said…
Ezra is seriously cute!
2 January 2009 at 21:14
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadenaadjacent.com, you should see her angry.

Mary, nothing worse than cold hands!

Louis, thanks.
5 January 2009 at 15:58
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, poor Ezra's cheeks are red with all the pinches and pulls.

Tash, well, shucks...

Kitty, far cuter than a kewpie!
5 January 2009 at 15:59
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, I am waiting on a book from the library to identify those plants. Can you wait a few days?

Tania, I have the photo to prove that statement too!
5 January 2009 at 16:00
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral...
5 comments
Read more

There was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding; even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, good or evil, right or wrong.

Here is a self portrait. I’m calling it Portrait of a lady in a dirty window . Shocking, isn’t it? However, it is apt! Samhain , Nos Galan Gaeaf , Hop-tu-Naa , All Saints , All Hallows , Hallowmas , Hallowe'en or HALLOWEEN . It’s Theme Thursday and we’re talking about the festivals traditionally held at the end of the harvest season. Huh? No wonder Australians have trouble with the concept of HALLOWEEN. For the record, in my thirty-two L O N G years on the planet, I can’t say I’ve ever seen ghosts ‘n goblins, trick ‘n treaters or Michael Myers stalking Tasmania’s streets at the end of October. [That said, I did once see a woman as pale as a ghost turning tricks that looked like Michael Myers in late November one time.] Despite the best efforts of Hollywood, sitcoms, and innumerable companies; it seems Australians are impervious to the [ahem] charms of a corporatized variant of a celebration of the end of the "lighter half" of the year and beginning of the "darke...
38 comments
Read more

Hold me now, oh hold me now, until this hour has gone around. And I'm gone on the rising tide, to face Van Dieman's Land

Theme Thursday again, and this one is rather easy. I am Tasmanian, you see, and aside from being all around general geniuses - as I have amply described previously - we are also very familiar with the concept of WATER. Tasmania is the ONLY island state of an ISLAND continent. That means, we're surrounded by WATER. That should help explain why I take so many photographs of water . Tasmania was for a long time the place where the British (an island race terrified of water) sent their poor people most vile and horrid criminals. The sort of folk who would face the stark choice of a death sentence , or transportation to the other end of the world. Their catalogue of crimes is horrifying : stealing bread assault stealing gentlemen's handkerchiefs drunken assault being poor affray ladies being overly friendly with gentlemen for money hitting people having a drink and a laugh public drunkenness being Irish Fenian terrorist activities being Catholic religious subversion. ...
62 comments
Read more