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Prehistoric plant #1. Lake Osborne, Mount Field National Park. July 2013. Theme Thursday PASSIONS have got away from me! My apologies! Prehistoric plant #2. Lake Osborne, Mount Field National Park. July 2013.

Creepy crawly. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. This Sunday Top Five I hand over to Ezra, who gives us Ezra's Top Five Queen Tracks! Bohemian Rhapsody We Are the Champions Fat Bottomed Girls Don't Stop Me Now Under Pressure

Mushrooms, they're great all-rounders! Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. The Whispering Muse , Sjón: A lovely blend of imagery and allusion that draws heavily on the seafaring myths of various nations. At the end of the book, narrator responds to the assertion that he has changed since returning from the voyage recounted in the book with another question: "What is the point of travelling if not to broaden your mind?" An odd little lyrical beauty, I really liked it very much. B+ . Modern British Posters: Art, Design and Communication , Paul Rennie: essentially a history of the modern British poster from 1915 to 1970. Even moreso, it serves as a decent history of British society, culture, politics and the economy in that period. C+ . St. Lucy's Home for Girls Raised by Wolves , Karen Russell: This collection of short stories is at times creative, imaginative and fun. However, all too frequently, the stories simply end, without resolution. Now ...

Baby Pandani. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) 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... National Geographic Traveler Photo Contest 2013 (Part 2) . Mr. Balls! Did you know that less time separates us from Tyrannosaurus rex then separated T. rex from Stegosaurus? Click to read more on Dinosaur Time... How typeface influences the way we read and think. Brilliant photo essay on World Refugee Day 2013. The World’s Population Mapped by Latitude and Longitude. Why We Should Rethink the Eight-Hour Workday. Can Women's Magazines Do Serious Journalism? Some people don't think so... Have you seen Russell Brand on MSNBC yet? 19 Mind-Blowing Details You Missed in Famous Works of Art .

Baby pandani. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) 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... After Newtown shooting, mourning parents enter into the lonely quiet. 24 Incredible Yarnbombs From Around The World. A gay island community created by Italy's Fascists. How Lobster Got Fancy. Secret life of the cat: What do our feline companions get up to? Uneasiness about a woman in power unleashes a sexist maelstrom. Icky insects are actually tasty treats that are good for you. Outstanding mistakes of all time.

Bushwalkers. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Theme Thursday and my DESTINATION is somewhere near the beginning...

Snow gum. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. I love snow gums. If I was compiling a top 10 trees, it'd have to rank... He Would Never Use One Word Where None Would Do , Philip Levine If you said “Nice day,” he would look up at the three clouds riding overhead, nod at each, and go back to doing what- ever he was doing or not doing. If you asked for a smoke or a light, he’d hand you whatever he found in his pockets: a jackknife, a hankie – usually unsoiled — a dollar bill, a subway token. Once he gave me half the sandwich he was eating at the little outdoor restaurant on La Guardia Place. I remember a single sparrow was perched on the back of his chair, and when he held out a piece of bread on his open palm, the bird snatched it up and went back to its place without even a thank you, one hard eye staring at my bad eye as though I were next. That was in May of ’97, spring had come late, but the sun warmed both of us for hours while silence...

Little Pandani. Pandani Grove, Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) 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... The most curious thing about the DSM-5, the “psychiatric bible,” is that anyone would view the scientific-seeming manual with reverence… Puffins! The Skeleton Lake of Roopkund, India Confessions of a Sociopath. Key point: "Parents are paying for more than a good education understood in academic terms when they shell out for independent school fees. But I suspect that many take it for granted that their money will also be buying superior teaching. They might be shocked to learn that on average the schools are turning out what they took in: children who were already well placed educationally but have not become more so....

Ezra makes his way across the bridge. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. May 2013. It's hard being 'Daddy'. Daddy , Sylvia Plath You do not do, you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years, poor and white, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. Daddy, I have had to kill you. You died before I had time– Marble-heavy, a bag full of God, Ghastly statue with one gray toe Big as a Frisco seal And a head in the freakish Atlantic Where it pours bean green over blue In the waters off beautiful Nauset. I used to pray to recover you. Ach, du. In the German tongue, in the Polish town Scraped flat by the roller Of wars, wars, wars. But the name of the town is common. My Polack friend Says there are a dozen or two. So I never could tell where you Put your foot, your root, I never could talk to you. The tongue stuck in my jaw. It stuck in a barb wire snare. Ich, ich, ich, ich, I could hardly speak. I thoug...

Fallen tree. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Wordless Wednesday. Flowing water. Russell Falls, Mount Field National Park. April 2013.

Who is it? Why, it's Henry!

Mucking about in a pandani grove. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. And Then There Were None , Agatha Christie: I wonder why they changed the name? Red herrings galore, this one has a very elaborate set-up. B . Nowhere Man , Aleksandar Hemon: Displacement is never much fun. This novel explores that. I liked it. B .

Here we go. On the run. One mile. No good. Two miles. No way. Three miles. ORRaaaHHH! Feelin' good. ORRaaaHHH!

They just about coped with the rain. Wait until we get them back into the snow...

Snow Gum, Eucalyptus pauciflora. Lake Dobson, Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Marry me. Go on, I dare you to. To Friends behind a Frontier , Tomas Transtromer I I wrote so meagrely to you. But what I couldn't write swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship and drifted away at last through the night sky. II The letter is now at the censor's. He lights his lamp. In the glare my words fly up like monkeys on a grille, rattle it, become still, and bare their teeth. III Read between the lines. We'll meet in 200 years when the microphones in the hotel's walls are forgotten and can at last sleep, become trilobites.

Russell Falls. Mount Field National Park. April 2013. Wordless Wednesday. Everyone at Russell Falls. Mount Field National Park. April 2013.

Jen and Ezra slowly make their way around Lake Dobson. Before it starts snowing.

I'm walkin' here. Aye! I'm WALKIN' here!

So that wraps up the tour, I hope that you enjoyed it. As a last image, I saved this one of my three favourite people standing in front of a tree that had fallen over. If anyone asks, you didn’t see nuthin', right?

Here’s one last view of the river that runs through Mount Field National Park. It’s a top spot, and I’d encourage you all to go and have a look for yourself. I got plenty more photos from the trip, and will probably put some more up in a Facebook folder, for those of you inclined to the ol’ Facebook.