When is a door not a door?
When its ajar, and this one is certainly ajar and to think that hardy bushwalkers sleep here, brr must be getting old!
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- Boo!
- A beautiful sunrise AND Dolphins
- Here they are!
- Trusty Helpers
- Bloody awful weather
- Tasmania v Queensland
- Day 6 of the Nationals.
- Another Day and another breakfast in bed.
- Hey Good Lookin' what you got cookin?
- If you don't like the heat stay out of the kitchen!
- Its alright for some!
- Blimey, a visit from the Lord Mayor of Hobart!
- Organisation is the name of the game!
- Whats this? Breakfast in bed?
- Anyone for a Succulent?
- Desperate situations call for desperate measures!!
- Catering for the Nationals.
- Sunrise No. 2
- View from the Top!
- A walk in the Woods!
- The Octopus Tree
- Sunrise this morning.
- You are going to be green with envy!!!!
- Its got to go!!
- These are just for starters!
- Crabapple Jelly
- Rainbow Lorikeet
- DON'T FORGET TO DOUBLE CLICK
- My morning walk this morning
- Nell Gwyn has nothing on me!
- Fruits of the Harvest
- Anyone for a Cherry Tart?
- Goodbye Stripey Feet
- The Ides of March!
- Went for a walk on the Mountain.
- Out into the Mist!!
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4 comments:
It certainly looks cold, but also rather romantic. Where is this place and what were you doing there?
I was on a walk, as the first post explained, and the place is the stone shelter shed up at the Springs.
Lovely photos Hazel. Love the misty effect
forgot my name - twas moi!
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