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A thing may happen and be a total lie; another thing may not happen and be truer than the truth.

Friars Rock. Bruny Island, Tasmania. September 2013. Okay, an announcement. I've got 4,420 posts on this here blog. Posts have been pretty consistent since the end of 2007. But I'm bored. It's become a bit of a chore and the Internet has changed. So this is changing. I'll keep up the book reviews. Probably the Q and As. Maybe the weblinks (if I can be bothered). Otherwise it will be a bit more sporadic. All is not lost though, you can still Track my books on Goodreads . See my photos on Flickr . Watch my videos on YouTube . Link in on LinkedIn . Check out my pinboards on Pinterest . Tweet me on Twitter . Check the blog too, you never know when I might desire to share a poem or a Drabble...

There are two kinds of fools: those who can't change their opinions and those who won't.

Heavy lifting. Fossil Bay Cove, Tinderbox. December 2012. We've actually been away all week and all of these posts have been automated, so this week's Theme Thursday theme is actually VACATION.

The greatest threat to freedom is the absence of criticism.

He's a little man with a big plan. Not overawed by the harsh realities of life in Terra Australis Ignota . Indeed, not thirteen seconds after this photograph was taken, Ez was molested by ten wallabies, nine possums, eight bandicoots, seven echidnas, six potoroos, five Tasmanian Devils, four pademelons, three numbats, two wombats, a quoll and a disoriented crocodile.