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All wishes, whatever their apparent content, have the same and unvarying meaning: "I refuse to be what I am."


I will admit that this photograph of a platypus is not the best that you'll ever see, but when you're saddled with two cranky and loud toddlers, and faced with the challenge of photographing one of the most notoriously shy and seldom-seen furry creatures known to humans, I consider it a triumph!

What is more spectacular, we managed to glimpse three separate platypussies that morning! Such is the wonder of Fern Glade, just five minutes from the bustling city centre of the metropolis of Burnie.

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Sue said…
I LOVE Fern Glade. The prettiest place to visit. And never left without spotting a platypus!
Hi! Kris,
Several greats going on here...
Great photograph it looks like a painting.
Great Quote...
...and it great that you were able to glimpse three separate platypus.

Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
Tom said…
don't see it, but pretty cool pic. The only platypus i've seen is the bronze one in our Australian Exhibit. Careful, I hear the males are poisoness!
Unknown said…
Wow... It took me a moment to realise what I was looking at... It is an amazing photo... I love the colours and the way it makes you stop and look... just... wow... kudos Kris!
Roddy said…
Tom, just a tip. Use the zoom to come in on the point of the ripple. The platypus is there.
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, there are more then ever before!
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, especially with whining toddlers in tow.
Kris McCracken said…
Tom, they wouldn't let you get near enough! The poisonous spur is in the rear leg, I think.
Kris McCracken said…
Uncertainhorizon, hang about and you'll see one, getting a photo is harder.

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