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Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.

Henry relaxed as we head due South towards the Tasman Bridge in the water taxi. [For those inclined, that is long-time comments stalker Roddy's arm in shot...]

All successful revolutions are the kicking in of a rotten door.

Frequent blog pest stalker commentator Roddy's leathery old arm blocks an even better view of Ezra. This one is an old one, early April if I'm not mistaken.

Be above it! Make the world serve your purpose, but do not serve it.

Ezra and cyber-stalker regular commentator Roddy chill out at the Alpaca farm up in Ridgley back in January.

I think people should be allowed to do anything they want. We haven't tried that for a while. Maybe this time it'll work.

Here is a shot of Henry and regular blog pest commenter Roddy looking for crabs up at Fossil Bluff in Wynyard. You might just be able to see Bass Strait in the background. As a bonus, here is an arty black and white portrait to scare people off ever getting tattoos. They fade people, and it isn't pleasant when the skin stretches and contracts over time!