When we visited Tasmania, we took a cruise out into the great southern ocean (someone told me that makes us ‘old salts’), and found these sea loins relaxing on a rocky outcropping. Beautiful sight. The smell? Not so much :-).
Continuing to mine the archives for new zoom background, and also thinking of cooler times as we start to get into the 90’s. This was from a spur of the moment trip to Estes Park – typical tourist cabin, nothing special, until the next morning. We woke up to a winter wonderland, with that wonderful soft quiet air. Magical.
Tasmania always conjured up images of Bugs Bunny, but after visiting there, now one indelible memory is of their lavender fields. I can only imagine what this looks like when they’re in bloom (we went in the winter), but the rows still made for a neat image.