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Never try to teach a pig to sing. It wastes time and annoys the pig.


So yesterday it was snowing up on Mount Wellington. I took a few snaps in the morning, but didn't have the necessary equipment to transfer the images across from the camera on hand.

Above is a bit of a zoom in on the Organ Pipes, and below is a broader view from the fire escape at work.

These were taken at around 8 am, I've not been able to get any more because the damn thing has been shrouded in cloud ever since!

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Colette Amelia said…
This could have been shot 40 minutes from us! so cool!
7 April 2009 at 14:59
Candie said…
very nice pic!
7 April 2009 at 18:28
Megan said…
The post title took me on a whole Lord of the Flies trip, for some crazy reason...

Nice photos, though.
7 April 2009 at 18:52
Roddy said…
Did you encourage Henry to venture forth to the summit? Or was christmas enough for him?
There is definately something magical about Wellington covered in snow.
7 April 2009 at 21:01
Jackie said…
That first photo is brilliant. I thought it was crashing waves to start with.
8 April 2009 at 04:43
freefalling said…
I agree.
That is a magnificent photo!!
8 April 2009 at 07:04
Kris McCracken said…
Colette, it's a small world after all!
8 April 2009 at 09:06
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, thanks to my zoom.
8 April 2009 at 09:07
Kris McCracken said…
Megan, my home is a bit Lord of the Flies at the moment.
8 April 2009 at 09:07
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, Henry has been put off by his snowstorm adventure.
8 April 2009 at 09:07
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, global warming!
8 April 2009 at 09:08
Kris McCracken said…
FF, does it snow in Ararat?
8 April 2009 at 09:08
yamini said…
The pictures are alluring!!!! Do send us some more when the snow is settled.
8 April 2009 at 15:04
Baino said…
Wow Kris, it looks gorgeous. Never realised there was a tessilated pavement on Mt Wellington. Last time I was there I had the chicken pox . .probably why I didn't actually appreciate it!
8 April 2009 at 18:19
KL said…
The first picture seems like rows of copper plats with some sort of salt depositions on them. The second picture is really nice.

From your title, it seems you were frustrated with taking pics!?
8 April 2009 at 20:46
USelaine said…
That first shot is breathtaking! Ansel Adams could only dream of handling color so well!
9 April 2009 at 16:07
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, the snow has melted!
10 April 2009 at 17:30
Kris McCracken said…
Baino, dinosaurs farting. That’s what caused it!
10 April 2009 at 17:30
Kris McCracken said…
KL, people climb up there!
10 April 2009 at 17:31
Kris McCracken said…
USelaine, Ansel took some good ones. It’s fair to say that he had a fair canvas to work with though…
10 April 2009 at 17:31
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it is all rain today. The snow will be back soon enough.
15 April 2009 at 09:02
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