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He is dead in this world who has no belief in another.


Here you can see the view from the beach at Opossum Bay looking out over the river estuary towards Mount Wellington. We've been spending an inordinate amount of time at beaches this summer, lounging around, eyeing off the local talent, such as these two burly kayaks fiddling about in the water.

You just want to capture it in a BOTTLE and keep it forever!

Alas, weekends must end and work recommence. Somehow, I need to fuse the two.

Oh, by the by, it is Theme Thursday, and I am wondering if you can guess the theme?

Comments

Brian Miller said…
funny, i dont see any oppossums...if only we could capture it in a bottle, but then it would probably sit on our desk at work getting dusty...
smudgeon said…
"Bottles"?

You sure do know how to draw a long bow there, mister.
Magpie said…
All work and no play...no worries. I think you have that handled.
Megan said…
That's a very interesting title you got there.

Excellent water shot. As always!
Ed W said…
Perhaps because we know we cannot stay forever it makes it that much more precious...
Tom said…
is it the word in big capital letters?
I haven't seen a beach in years.
California Girl said…
my first visit to your blog. had to look up Opossum Bay to find out where that is. Tasmania! I have one friend who's been there because her sister lives there. It sounds so exotic. Photo is wonderful. Looks beautiful.
Tess Kincaid said…
I'm feeling very land locked here in the Midwest. GORgeous. Put some in a bottle and send it to me!
Betsy Brock said…
Beautiful!

Yes, if only you could bottle it!
Anonymous said…
I would love to be the genie in that bottle... wow... the water is calling (I can hear it!)

Mine is here.
tut-tut said…
How could you ever leave??
Baino said…
It is lovely. Do we actually have Opossums in Aus? I have a ring tail in an old tree stump does that count!Loved the shot of Henry in the Essendon sweater although I'm assuming you mean Richmond in Tassie .. .have the kids had a go at the maze? Perhaps it isn't there any more. I haven't visited for about 15 years. Must get down there one of these days.
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all, apologies for the lack of replies, I've been rather busy this week!

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