Wednesday, December 15, 2010

We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals.


This one is from back before the weather turned for the better. Here you can see Ezra leading Jen a merry dance down the dunes at Seven Mile Beach.

The distinct lack of crab-related action at this beach is discouraging, and all of the Great Whites were out far too deep for us to tickle and tease. That said, we managed to amuse ourselves by trying to spot Antarctica. We might have managed it, but for the low cloud cover on the horizon…

4 comments:

Roddy said...

That may well have been Antarctica with its cloud cover blocking Tasmania. You and I will now never know.

Kris said...

Roddy, why not?

Roddy said...

Because we weren't there. Were we?

Kris said...

No.