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If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that we are eternally anchored. One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.

Washed away (nearly). Soldiers Point/ Fossil Cove, Tinderbox. May 2013. Another theft from Sunday Stealing! The Two Memes in One Meme Meme - Happy Easter! 1: Who is your favourite Musical Artist from when you were a teenager? I was a teenager for a few good years and consumed a lot of music! The trajectory of phases encompassed U2, R.E.M., Morrissey, The Byrds right through to Pulp and Wilco. 2: Who is your favourite game show host? Pass. I could even name a game show these days. 3: Who is your Favourite Blog hosting service? I'm obliged to say Blogger. 4: If you could meet anyone again from your childhood, who would it be? I can't say that I'm hanging out for any trips down memory lane. 5: Where did you want to live when you were growing up? Right by the beach. 6: What is the most interesting piece of Trivia that you know? [Ahem.] Prepare yourself. At the outbreak of World War One George V of England was the first cousin to Kaiser William II of Ger...

I have lived in this world just long enough to look carefully the second time into things that I am most certain of the first time.

Pyrocumulus rising above the south east. Taken at Lauderdale, January 2013. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and all the latest bushfire alerts.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... 2012 Celebrities and Science , the good and bad! Women in India's capital are routinely groped, harassed, leered at. The government is indifferent, uninterested. Victims are blamed. Anuradha Roy expands... Scientists pitch into age-old philosophical debate about language, meaning and thought : "Maybe we understand language by simulating in our minds what it would be like to experience the things that the language describes". The Forcett and Dunnally fires, as seen from Cambridge. January 2013. As a wildlife photographer, Art Wolfe of course takes pictures of animals. Can you find the hidden animals in...

Be sure your wisest words are those you do not say.

A spot of weather coming off the mountain. Lindisfarne Bay. September 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Children's talent to endure stems from their ignorance of alternatives.

Another day, another cold snap!

Women cannot complain about men anymore until they start getting better taste in them.

Same beach, different day. Yeah, we like this beach. The dunes can be fun to climb, but the tiger snakes can be a real downer...

Better a little which is well done, than a great deal imperfectly.

Looking north east. Lower Sandy Bay, June 2011. I am all set to launch of on an exciting and invigorating adventure, only I... a) don't have a boat; b) don't have a destination; and, c) haven't packed a lunch. Maybe tomorrow...

What would be a road hazard anywhere else, in the Third World is probably the road.

Continuing the search of the dunes. Calverts Beach, South Arm Peninsula. February 2011. I like the lines on the dunes from this angle. The good thing about Calverts Beach is that it doesn't get a lot of traffic. Just Hen, Ez, Jen and I and the odd whale watcher or twitcher trampling the grains. I'm wondering how people go on those beaches you see that has large pebbles and rocks, rather than nice, neat and warm between the toes..

There is always time for failure.

Zipping around the Derwent. Hobart, as seen from Bellerive. March 2011. It's turned a bit cold in the last few days, and no amount of stamping of feet or burpees can make it go away. AND everywhere I look I see Toy Story 3.

Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier 'n puttin' it back in.

NEWSFLASH Handsome hunks stop traffic with dripping wet strut down centre of highway!

Meetings are indispensable when you don't want to do anything.

The clouds look a little menacing behind those dunes. Howrah Beach, Howrah. December 2010. There once was a man I knew – tall fellow, polite, nice teeth, nice shoes – he quite fancied himself as a ‘romantic tactician’. In terms of his amorous endeavours, he was ruthless. For the dispassionate observer, it was remarkable the level of success with the ladies, given his merciless approach. Some speculated that this heartlessness was actually due to a lack of imagination: he would get the ladies, but then not know what to do with them. Thus, he would cast them aside and begin the pursuit of another. I was not so sure myself, it appeared that the point was more the getting than the keeping . Meanwhile, back at Opossum Bay...

Christmas to a child is the first terrible proof that to travel hopefully is better than to arrive.

Bellerive Oval, home of the Sheffield Shield powerhouse Tasmanian Tigers. Bellerive, December 2010. I have had a number of Hi-5 songs stuck in my head for the past two weeks. At this point, I would even take Christmas carols as replacements. If anyone has a foolproof earworm , please let me know!

There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.

We have been in receipt of the reports that a pod of bloodthirsty Orcinus orcas – that’s killer whales to you and I – are marauding though the Derwent Estuary , terrorising everything that appears before their beady, perfidious eyes. Of course, Henry immediately demanded to be “taken to the beach”, and thrust himself into the treacherous swells and set about sorting these ‘roided-up dolphins out. But the water was a bit nippy, so we got fish ‘n chips instead.