In the quarter century I have lived in my little house in New Town, it has played host to many many feasts, gatherings and celebrations and marked the changing seasons.
The Easter weekend saw a perfect Tasmanian autumn day for messing about in boats at Dover Seafest.
I am finishing my Noosa trip with a couple of day trips, the first of which was to the World Heritage-listed Fraser Island, a couple of hours’ drive north of the Sunshine Coast.
On Friday I visited Maroochydore, an hour or so on the public bus south from Noosa.
Good to my promise (at least the one I made to myself), I rose bright and early on Friday morning, my second in Noosa, and headed off to tackle the coastal walking track around the headland through Noosa National Park.
I’ve just tried ‘spinning’ photography for the first time and it was great fun.