A couple of bins outside the local Salvation Army store.
Julia Gillard hate tattoos
Haven't seen any hate tattoos on young women, let alone tattoos with a political message. In fact, the only tattoo that's been remarked upon recently was my partner telling me she'd seen a bloke at the pool with "Shaz" tattooed in gothic font over his heart.
Maybe I need to get out more?
Media cools on global warming
There are a bunch of climate change skeptics writing in the papers this weekend but none with the lame arguments made by Keith Wheeler in Wagga's Daily Advertiser.
Since Keith is usually a good photographer, especially when accompanying his travel articles, I thought it was best to use this medium to share his work. (And also because it's not online to pass along.)
Temperature records are made to be broken, although this has nothing to do with climate change.
Yep, "very few people truly believe the 'global warming' story" -- aside from many in the scientific community and I'd guess a large number of atheists who have reason to believe God isn't going to rescue the good among us who've finished with the Earth's resources.
Since Keith is usually a good photographer, especially when accompanying his travel articles, I thought it was best to use this medium to share his work. (And also because it's not online to pass along.)
Temperature records are made to be broken, although this has nothing to do with climate change.
Yep, "very few people truly believe the 'global warming' story" -- aside from many in the scientific community and I'd guess a large number of atheists who have reason to believe God isn't going to rescue the good among us who've finished with the Earth's resources.
Almost a snap?
Elsewhere on here are a collection of doubled, tripled and even tenfold things I've spotted. These almost qualify for such a SNAP! but not quite.
Taxidermy as art
This is from a shop I saw in Adelong, near Tumut. If I had sideboards I'd have bought this.
The Hermit
Recently I saw a play about Griffith's hermit, written by Scott Howie and Matt Schulz. The play was okay but what really got my attention were the photos in the Griffith Theatre's foyer of how the cave looked when the hermit lived there. He had extensive gardens and rockwalls.
Here are a couple of pics I took when I visited the hermit's cave a few years ago. I like the irony in the top pic, now that suburbia is within a few hundred metres of the former refuge from society.
Ice afternoon
We had a wild hail storm last week.
I was out attempting to get a picture of one of Council's grader operators who has clocked up 40 years. The hail prevented the shot but I got this one of a currajong that had fallen across Brobenah Road. The trunk was rotten and full of white ants.
The hail was something else. Ice nuggets the size of golf balls and they weren't round, they had sharp edges and would've been painful.
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