Your descendants shall gather your fruits.

The current record is three blue-tongued lizards and six tiger snakes.

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you wrote a lengthy holiday greeting on my blog and i instantly noticed you are from Tasmania! What a surprise since I just visited your lovely Hobart...I am not sure how i earned a greeting from you but, thank you! my best wishes come your way for a very nice holiday season, too...be careful out there among those snakes though!!!! cheers!

23 December 2011 at 20:27

Leovi said…

Nice and sweet shot. I would like to thank you for your awesome comment.
I wish you all the best during the holidays to you and those around you. Thank you very much for sharing the beauty of your photos and your words always with good humor.

23 December 2011 at 20:32

Hootin Anni said…

Awwwwwwwww, this is just pure perfection. In composition and well...for lack of a better word....sweetness!!

I loved your cut and pasted message you left for me. That was cool. Enjoyed it a lot.

Happy Christmas and Merry New Year.

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23 December 2011 at 21:41

Roddy said…

Be careful with the tiger snakes. We have had three across the road in the last couple of days. Two at Palmers and one at Weazels.

23 December 2011 at 22:45

eden said…

I saw a big blue tongue lizard this morning in our backyard but didn't able to take photos because he was too quick.

Great shot!

Thank you for the visit and the message you left in my blog.

23 December 2011 at 23:25

4U2 said…

What a nice Christmas message you wrote to me! I sincerely hope that you and yours have a nice Christmas and that the new year will be as much nice as possible! Your picture is beautiful, as your photos usually are. Snakes, they, I can well do without, but children, they are wonderful!
Like I said. Merry Christmas and a Happy 2012!

24 December 2011 at 01:21

Lina Gustina said…

Thanks for your warm greetings on my blog.

Happy holidays as well and I love your shot a lot!

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24 December 2011 at 06:28

Admin said…

so lovely indeed! nice shot out there..happy holidays!

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24 December 2011 at 09:29

Kris McCracken said…

I got the flu for Christmas.

I don't want it.

6 January 2012 at 14:33

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. ...

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...

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...

This will hurt me...

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