First: Ulverstone Pier in late Autumn by the River Leven. Contrary to expectations, Leven does NOT rhyme with 'seven'. Allegedly it is actually pronounced 'Leevin'.
|'Bad Cat' on the water, how droll.|
Better than Bad Wolf, I suppose.
DOCTOR WHO JOKE NERD LEVEL UP.
|They serve nice iced coffees here at 'Pier01'.|
Next, a Winter afternoon in Burnie that ended in the best possible way: Meeting Ginger for fish and chips.
|Rain threatened but never made it to land.|
|The sad end of Burnie bike path.|
Lastly, to give you an idea of just how much hydrogen and oxygen has been cascading out of the sky over Tasmania, here is the waterfall near my town (Guide Falls). Captured last weekend BEFORE we broke rainfall records:
And here's me for scale, a fair distance away because the spray was so mad I could not get closer:
|That Coat Pregnancy is actually pocket distention, I swear.|