This will hurt me...

She never carries me around like that.

Snow. Mount Wellington as seen from Cornelian Bay. July 2012. Tenebrae , Paul Celan We are near, Lord, near and at hand. Handled already, Lord, clawed and clawing as though the body of each of us were your body, Lord. Pray, Lord, pray to us, we are near. Wind-awry we went there, went there to bend over hollow and ditch. To be watered we went there, Lord. It was blood, it was what you shed, Lord. It gleamed. It cast your image into our eyes, Lord. Our eyes and our mouths are open and empty, Lord. We have drunk, Lord. The blood and the image that was in the blood, Lord. Pray, Lord. We are near.

Like Simeon Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, Henry finds himself a king without a kingdom. Quod deinde, iuvenis?

The path less taken. By the Coal River, Richmond. June 2012. The book reviews are goingto have to wait for a week. I'm too busy baking!

Don't mind me, I'm just taking a trip down memory's lane... Twenty-seven seconds after birth. July 2008. The first week home. July 2008. You handsome devil. February 2009. Front yard hunk. Winter 2009. Thousand yard stare. May 2010. Refugee. Home, Spring 2010. A late summer icy pole. Seven Mile Beach, March 2011. Hoorah! Geilston Bay, June 2011. Mr Moody. February 2012. Hey true blue. March 2012. Ezra does a mean Betty Boop impression. April 2012.

Three blokes under a cliff minding their own business. Spring Beach, Orford. Tasmania's East Coast. July 2012. It's a very special Theme Thursday today, but one filled with many DISTRACTIONS. It is young Ezra's birthday today, you see. Yes, my dear little baby boy is FOUR ! FOUR! Where did the time go? That's the problem with time. Life is so full of DISTRACTIONS that you sometimes fail to notice that every second time is ticking away and suddenly it's 2012, you're thirty-five years old and your teeny-weeny baby is FOUR. It doesn't seem that long ago that he was a mere 27 seconds old an in his mother's arms (you can click here and view the original post ). Or the time on his first birthday when he tried to eat the candle (you can see that post here ). Or the time on his second birthday when he nearly took off because of all the balloons he was holding ( click to see that here )? Or even the day of his third birthday, where we demonst

Ready for Ezra's birthday yet? Nearly...

Next stop, Antarctica! CSIRO Building, Battery Point. June 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Oops. Sorry Ez.

One day people will come and wonder what all of this was about. Footpath leading onto the Tasman Highway, Hobart. June 2012. I suspect (hope?) that we are nearing the end of this marathon series of Q and A stolen from Sunday Stealing, the ominous Imaginary Meme, Part Six ! 101. Name 4 things you always have with you. i) Watch, ii) wallet, iii) keys, iv) phone. More often than not, I also have v) camera and vi) book. 102. How many SERIOUS ex-girlfriends/ boyfriends/ significant others do you have? None. 103. What causes you to you admire people? Anyone who manages to combine half a brain with integrity always warrants my admiration. 104. Do you like sports? I do. 105. Would you have sex after marriage? Why or why not? What an odd question. I can only presume that they mean ‘before’ rather than after, although it seems that there is often a correlation between post-marriage/ decline in sexual congress. As for sex before marriage: why ever not? 106. What is your favour

I'm not 100% certain, but I think that Taroona High School might well be Rangers' hame ground for the next season in Scottish fitba...

Going home. Sandy Bay Road, onto Davey Street. June 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds. Unfortunately, the Internet are these parts does not appear to be working! I'm going to have to postpone the weblinks for another day. If this post ever manages to actually go live, please feel free to stick around and enjoy the view...

Self portrait?

Water. The Derwent Estuary, as seen from Battery Point. July 2012. I've decided to cancel today's Sunday Top Five and go to the beach instead. Probably a bit too cold to swim, but not to have a stroll.