Today was a lovely spring day and as I don’t usually work at the Op Shop on Tuesdays I decided on a trip to Hobart to take pictures. I had some errands to do but once they were done I headed for Salamanca Place and up into Battery Point in search of interesting photo subjects. Here are some that all begin with the letter M.
Spring Lambs and Blossoms
One of the girls at work brought some young lambs in this morning. It’s part of diversional therapy for the residents in the aged care facility where I work. They get a lot of pleasure and enjoyment out of having animal visitors. I think everybody enjoys it. I took time out after my work was finished to go and get my camera and take a few shots. I must say it was quite difficult because they wanted to eat my sleeves and my camera strap and they would not keep still. Apparently one of them was only two weeks old.
I think these lamb are absolutely gorgeous and I was thrilled to see them this morning.
On my way home I stopped to admire my neighbours beautiful tree. The blossoms are already dropping off of it as it flowered very early this year. I took a photo as it has always been a favourite of mine. It takes me back to when I was in primary school as these trees lined the street that our school was in. All sorts of memories come to mind when ever I see these trees in bloom. While it’s nice to take some time out to remember it’s also good to think about what Spring can mean. Spring is the time to rethink, renew and start doing all the things we couldn’t do during the long cold Winter.
Here are a few interesting roofs I found in my photo archives. The first four are from our cruise holiday last year. I like the onion dome roofs of the Mosque. This was in Kuala Lumpur. Also in KL but not such an attractive site were the broken glass panels at the former main railway station. I had been looking forward to seeing this building for a long time and was disappointed to find it in the middle of renovations and looking very run down. The next one is the famous Marina Bay Sands Hotel which has a roof that resembles a ship. The last one which I’ve shown before is the so-called “Durian” building in Singapore.
Another unusual roof, this time in Auckland.
We had a roof that looks like a ship now here is a roof on a ship. This was the roof from the old Brooke Street Pier building. It was brought down to Franklin and sat between the Wooden Boat Centre and the Living Boat Trust buildings for some time. I believe the timber was to be used as part of the Cartela restoration but not really sure.
Last an old rusty roof on an abandoned shed near Cygnet.
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post I have been finding it a bit hard to work up enthusiasm for posting on this blog during the winter. I don’t get out much and as much I love my house, garden and pets I sometimes would like to photograph something else and preferably somewhere else.
Sometimes it can be hard to summon up the enthusiasm to do things, even things you like doing. You get a case of the “Too’s” as Naomi would say, “Too cold, too dark, too tired, too late, too hard.” I tend to be a bit of a procrastinator anyway and I feel like this in winter especially. I don’t get tired of blogging but when you don’t have a lot going on elsewhere in your life filling the blank page seems much harder. This year has been hard too because having the house on the market has made me afraid to get heavily involved in craft hobbies as a lot of my stuff is packed away and in the garage. It’s also meant that I have fewer opportunities to go out. Two or three times recently I’ve had the idea to go somewhere only to have to cancel my plans because of house viewings. When people come I have to take Cindy out for a walk and that usually means I’ll miss the bus and have to stay home for the rest of the day.
Naomi and I have both been looking for ways to overcome this feeling. She has been taking online courses and reorganising her craft space so she can get on with projects. I have started a couple too but I know that what I really need is more chances to get out and take pictures. Spring is coming and I am hoping to do that more. Spring always brings back my enthusiasm for nature as I enjoy seeing and photographing the flowers and the birds.
August is the month that two of my favourite events take place in Hobart, the Model Train Show and the Doll Show. I managed to get to both and took photos so that has given me some incentive to get posting again.
I don’t mean this post to be a downer. I actually did think of quite a few things that I have great enthusiasm for. My home, pets and hobbies all fall into that category as well as various places I’ve been to and things I like to do. But this is what came out of my head today.
I now have to summon up some enthusiasm for getting chores finished. Right now I’m writing this post instead of wrangling the vacuum cleaner. If I were one of the bloggers who write list posts I could write “My Top Five Chores That I Have No Enthusiasm For”
In case you were wondering what that would be:
- Cleaning Windows
- Pruning my very thorny rose bushes
- Cooking dinner for one
If you had to sum up the whole human species in 3 words, what would those words be?
I need four words. Our own worst enemies.
Where is the strangest place you’ve relieved yourself? Obviously in an emergency situation.
When I was younger I could “hold it” for a really long time. We used to go on steam train excursions to country areas where sometimes there were no facilities and the call was “Ladies to the left, gentlemen to the right.” but I could not relieve myself out in the open so I’d hang on until we reached a station. I’ve never as far as I can recall used a toilet in a plane. Now I’m not so sure what I’d do in an emergency situation let’s hope I don’t have one.
What is the worst smelling place you’ve ever been?
As usual, memory fails me. Stinky places, well I’ve visited wineries and while I like the products where they make them does not smell so good. I wouldn’t say it was the worst ever though. When I worked in the rail system I often had some pretty stinky railcars to clean, vomit, urine or even the chemicals we used to clean graffiti were pretty unpleasant, especially on a hot day when the trains had been standing in the yard for a few hours.
How drunk is drunk enough?
For me, drunk enough is a bit light-headed. I do enjoy a drink but I don’t like the idea of not being in control.
Gratitude Is An Attitude!
If you’d like, please list five things that are priceless to you.
Here they are, not in any particular order.
- My childhood dolls
- My independence
- My pets
- My good health
- My sister
This word particularly reminds me of schooldays and the excursions we were taken on. I did not particularly enjoy school but excursions were usually fun. They gave me an opportunity to go somewhere and see new things and also to get away from the everyday routine of lessons.
Excursions in the 1960s were not as elaborate as the school trips of today. All primary school students got taken to the Coca Cola factory. We could watch the bottles whizzing around the assembly line and see a film about how Coca Cola was made. Every kid got a “Coke” ruler.
The first year I was in Australia my class visited an agricultural college. I have to admit that I don’t remember much about the excursion except that we went in two double-decker buses and one of them hit some kind of a cable between two buildings.
In High School, our English teacher who had worked with special needs children arranged for us to visit his former school. It was quite an education for a group of 14-year-olds to see the challenges these children and their teachers had to deal with.
By far the most significant excursion for me was a trip that my class took to Hallett Cove with our science teacher. It was a long trip on the bus from our school in the northern suburbs of Adelaide to the southern beaches. It was the early 1970s and Hallett Cove was not yet a suburb. The day we were there some old beach shacks were being demolished. Hallett Cove is the site of glaciers formed as early as the pre-Cambrian era and there are interesting rock formations. It was a good trip although the area was not yet a conservation park and there were no proper paths. I remember it as being quite hard to clamber about for an awkward, clumsy kid like me.
The significant part is that about seven years later David and I bought a house in the new and growing suburb of Hallett Cove where we lived for the next 25 years.
Geeveston is a town that strongly identifies with timber so it is very easy to find it in the local landscape.
This morning I had a house viewing so once again set off with Cindy for a walk. I took these first three photos with my smartphone.
An old apple packing shed on the Huon Highway.
Wood carving is a bit of a thing around here. The town is well known for its wooden statues of local characters. Chainsaw carving can produce some surprisingly detailed sculptures too.