This will hurt me...

Here is Henry checking out a ye olde shoppe in the ye olde towne of Richmond. It was kind of embarrassing, actually. He went in there and said something, and from what I could tell, there seemed to be a heated discussion of some sort. I went in to check it out and Henry was telling the old woman behind the counter what a nice shoppe it was, how it would be "a real shame" if there was "an accident" or something. Then he knocked some fine china off the shelf, and she started crying and I hustled him out of the joint. We're going to steer clear of Richmond for a little while. At least until the heat cools down a bit...

A morning stroll. Brisk winter's air. A bit of sun. Plenty of birds. What could be finer? This one was taken just the other day over the road from our place. They are a mix of sea birds here: Silver, Pacific and Kelp Gulls, for the most part. I've noted a couple of memes doing the rounds of late, and bereft of any better ideas, thought that I'd tackle the harder one first: things I love . Away we go! 1. Most Loved Food: Difficult opener. Right now, I am thinking "Icy Pole". 2. Most Loved Person: A three way tie. You can guess who they are. 3. Most Loved Job: I can't say that I could ever apply the term "love" to any employment I have ever held. I'm struggling to think of a "least loathed". Tutoring online University courses was okay, if a little frustrating at times. At least it could be done from home. That said, they can attract some loons, and manners are a rare commoditiy... 4. Most Loved City: I did like Nürnberg very much. Prague,...

Some boats awaiting their task down at the Geilston Bay Boat Club. I like the composition of this one, if it isn't too vain to say. I'm busy at the moment trying to finish something, hopefully it will bear fruit!

Here is another one of a smiling Ezra, I am aware of how popular that seems to be. No time to talk, as I am busy preparing a top secret and extremely important document !

So yeah, it’s Theme Thursday again. What’s more, it’s kind of relevant to where my head has been as of late. I say kind of because it is one degree of separation removed from the today’s theme, but well within the spirit! So tell me, dear reader, what is the first thing that comes to mind when I say “ CLOCK ”? If you’re wired like me, you’ll be sagely scratching your chin, suppressing a tear and muttering to yourself “TIME”. TIME . There is rarely enough of it. I took the above photo the Wednesday before last. I was sitting in the front passenger side of the car, on the Gordon’s Hill Road/East Derwent Highway intersection. The connection that this photo engenders to me with the concept of time is somewhat ambiguous. When I look at this sky, awash as it is with colour as day bleeds into night prompts a very specific memory, albeit of a sky in a different place and separate context. I have an incredibly vivid recollection of swimming in the ocean under a similar sky. Of course, that ...

Henry plus stick equels Myra Hindley!

Of late, Henry and I have taken to reviving ourselves by taking in the invigoratingly brisk winter's air on morning strolls on the weekend. The lassitude of a sedentary, indoor life that winter often begets must be resisted, thus we proceed down to the water to observe the comings and goings and wax lyrical about a diversity of topics: man's inhumanity to man; the declining industrial output of Latvia; Lacan's Signification of the Phallus in relation to the town of Ulverstone ; and whether Di , Mary or Ian Thorpe truly is the Princess of Hearts . Most of all though, we look at the birds. Here you can see our good friend Larus pacificus (the Pacific Gull at the back), with six fine Larus novaehollandiae (the Silver Gulls in the foreground). These fellows were spotted on the Geilston Bay Jetty, and were hanging about looking for a bit of fine Tasmanian seafood.