Can you spare a dime…

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This is winter in Hobart, Tasmania. It was cold and wet but at the Salamanca Markets these 3 buskers played jolly Irish jingles. The sound in complete contrast to what their body language was saying.

I think they were hoping someone could “spare a dime” as the Americans would say, or make a donation, or show some appreciation.

 The violin case lay hopefully open. Then this Mum and child walked by…

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Thank you…


Krista asks us this week, get inspired by the many connotations of the word “spare.”

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Bench Series : October

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I love autumn but in my home town of Gold Coast I miss all the glory of the changing seasons, it is sub tropical here so do not have deciduous trees. So in 2013 we house sat in Hobart, Tasmania for 8 weeks during autumn/winter. I revelled in the colour. One of the highlights was taking the hop-on hop-off bus around the highlights of historic Hobart. (You may like to come with me for a ride, click this link)

Because it is autumn in the northern hemisphere and I am enjoying the autumn leaves through the many photos of my blogging buddies I have decided to add this photo of autumn in Hobart and the red bus driver waiting for his passengers.


Jude of Travel Words is hosting a popular “bench series”. Pop over to see all the different benches from around the world. You may like to join in.

For the month of October Jude is looking for a bench with someone or something sitting on it.

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Bench Series : July, unusual detail.

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This bench stopped me in my tracks when I saw it outside a pub in Richmond, Tasmania’s premier historic town that dates from the mid 1800’s. (click here for a walk back through history with me.)

Can you see what it is?

This bath-seat brought back memories of our garden in New Zealand because Jack converted an old bath, cutting out the front shape, with great difficulty, by hand. It sat under a plum tree in our cottage style garden surrounded by roses. Sadly, we had to leave it behind when we came to Australia. I did not think I would ever see another one as then we thought it was a unique design.

This month Jude would like us to show her benches with unusual detail.

(Jude says, this month I want to see photos of a bench which is different to the norm. It may be the shape, style, length, height, colour, material or even location that attracts your attention)

I think this one qualifies….

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Weekly Photo Challenge : Doors

These delightful and varied doors in Oatlands, a village in Tasmania, that boasted over 90 heritage buildings, including 3 historic churches and a faithfully restored and fully operating windmill. To see more of the buildings go here.

For this week’s challenge, Cheri asks us to publish a new post with a photo of a door (or multiple doors!). Consider how color affects the image, but also think about size, shape, texture, and details — how might these elements add up to tell a story?

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At the end of the rainbow : Weekly Photo Challenge

 “Roy G. Biv” is an acronym made of the first letters of the seven colors of the rainbow, to help you remember: Red. Orange. Yellow. Green. Blue. Indigo. Violet. It’s also your photo challenge theme for this week!

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A magical day discovering the tiny township of Huonville. Set low in the beautiful Huon Valley, Huonville is wrapped in scenery and close to some of Tasmania’s most amazing natural places. To add to the magic this rainbow followed us around all day and appeared in nearly all the photos we took.

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Bench Series : March Wooden Benches #2

Truganini Memorial

Truganini Memorial

I found these wooden benches in front of a memorial plaque dedicated to an Aboriginal woman called Truganini. In this rustic and peaceful setting I sat and thought about the terrible way the Aboriginal people had been treated when the white man arrived in Australia.

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 This is the sad story of the Tasmanian Aboriginals.

Truganini was a famous Tasmanian Aborigine.
In her lifetime, she saw her people decimated by murder and disease but refused to be a passive victim.
Her strength and determination persist today within the Palawah people who have lived in the region for over thirty thousand years.
In 1803, the first white settlers arrived in Tasmania, or Van Diemen’s Land as it was known then, and began clearing and farming the land.
Over four thousand Aborigines lived in Tasmania too. Fighting began and continued for many years and hundreds of Aborigines and Europeans were killed.

It was during this turmoil that Truganini was born, around 1812, in the Bruny Island-D’Entrecasteaux Channel area of Tasmania.
She was a vibrant and beautiful girl whose father was an elder of the south-east tribe.
By the time Truganini was aged seventeen, her mother was murdered by whalers, her sister abducted and shot by sealers and her husband-to-be murdered by timber fellers. Truganini was raped.

By 1830, the fighting was so widespread it was known as the ‘Black War’ and something had to be done to stop the killing.
So colonial authorities appointed George Augustus Robinson, a builder and untrained preacher to mount a ‘Friendly Mission’ to find the three hundred remaining Aborigines who were deep in the Tasmanian bushland.
His job was to convince the Aboriginal people to move to a nearby island.
When Truganini and her father met Robinson he told them he was their friend and would protect them.
He promised that if they agreed to come with him he would provide blankets, food, houses and their customs would be respected. He also promised they could return to their homelands occasionally.
Truganini could see that Robinson’s promises were the only way her people could survive.
She agreed to help Robinson and with her husband ‘Wooraddy’ and others. She spent the next five years helping Robinson find the remaining Aboriginal people.

Robinson needed Truganini and her friends to show him the way through the bush to find food and protect him , as well as to convince the remaining Aborigines to move to the island.
Truganini even saved Robinson from hostile spears and drowning.
By 1835, nearly all the Aborigines had agreed to move to Flinders Island where a settlement had been set up at Wybalenna.
Here Robinson intended to teach the Aboriginal people European customs.
The Aborigines believed Flinders Island would be their temporary home and that they were free people who would be housed, fed and protected until they returned to their tribal lands.
But instead the island became a prison and many became sick and died.

Truganani could see Robinson’s promises would not save her people and began to tell people ‘not to come in’ because she knew they would all soon be dead.
In 1838, Truganini and thirteen other Aborigines accompanied Robinson on another mission to Melbourne in Victoria but they could not help him this time.
When Truganini returned to the settlement at Wybelanna in 1842, it was without Robinson.
The man, who had promised their race protection, had abandoned them. The Aborigines had no choice but to continue their unhappy exile on the island.

In 1847, Truganini and the remaining 45 people were moved to an abandoned settlement at Oyster Cove on the Tasmanian mainland.
Conditions were even worse, but Truganini found some contentment because this was her traditional territory. She was able to collect shells, hunt in the bush and visit places that were special to her.
Some say this made her strong again because she was the last of the group to survive.

In her later years she moved to Hobart to be cared for by a friend.
Wearing her bright red cap, an adaptation of the red gum tips or ochre the Palawah people loved wearing in their hair, she became a well-known figure in town.
Truganini died in 1876 aged sixty-four, and was buried in the grounds of the female convict gaol in Hobart.
Even though Truganini’s dying wish was to be buried behind the mountains, her body was exhumed and her skeleton displayed at the museum until 1947.
Her ashes were finally scattered on the waters of her tribal land , one hundred years after her death.
Truganini is remembered as a proud and courageous survivor in a time of brutality and uncertainty.
Today, descendants of those early tribal Aborigines maintain the indomitable spirit of Truganini

In less than one persons life time a proud culture that had existed for over 40000 years was decimated.


A rather sad post this week. I’m sure if you go over to Jude’s blog “Travel Words” you will find more uplifting benches from around the world.

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Bench Series : February Black & White #3

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A small Tasmanian village of Campbell Town has a population of approx 800 of which the largest proportion would be retirees. We increased that number by 2 when we stopped to wander along the heritage walk. There are an abundance of colonial buildings that have been well-preserved, among them these 2 churches.

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We were pleased to find these benches in a handy place to sit for a rest.


Click here and join Jude in her weekly search around the world for benches

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Travel Theme : Autumn

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Reflections of Autumn


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Golden glow of Autumn


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Autumn in Tasmania


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The many shades of Autumn

It is now almost summer in my part of the world and Autumn is just a memory. But Autumn in all it’s glory does not happen here in tropical Queensland, just a gradual, slight cooling of the temperature as the seasons turn. Most of the trees are evergreens and many trees over here lose their bark and not their leaves

My memories of a perfect Autumn take me back to 2013 when we spent 3 glorious Autumn months in Tasmania and these photos are just a few of the hundreds I took.

The Autumn leaves will be falling all over blogdom for this theme, go over to “Where’s my backpack” to catch the falling leaves.

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Weekly Photo Challenge : Street Life

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Buskers are a part of street life. They give a vibe and a happy atmosphere to any area they perform in.

Last Autumn we were in Hobart, Tasmania. Most days the weather was perfect, (see more posts here) but the day we chose to go to Salamanca Markets (see that post here) it rained. It hadn’t put people off, the markets were crowded. They are known as the biggest and best in Australia.

I was drawn toward the cheerful drone of the bagpipes and the beat of the drum.

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The rain did not stop them.

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How cold and wet they look, but the Irish jig music they were playing was a cheerful sound.

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I’m sure they appreciated this little girl’s donation.

Street life can be interpreted in many ways, go to Word Press to see hundreds of  street life scenes from around the world
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Weekly Photo Challenge : Light

Heavenly light

Heavenly light

The light from above

The light from above

Without light to nurture all living things the beauty would fade and die. Normally light is not visible. It surrounds us invisibly and we accept it with out thought.

I will always remember this vision as I walked through the tropical glasshouses in Adelaide and the sprinklers turned on. I stopped, spellbound as the air glistened and shimmered with the sun cascading through the mist. An unforgettable sight.


Then there is the man-made beauty that we surround ourselves with.

This is Hobart Town Hall, the venue for the Autumn Flower Show. The crisp blue and white decor with the sparkling of the chandeliers created a perfect back drop for the exquisite display of blooms.



I’m sure hundreds of bloggers will see the light in this challenge and I look forward to browsing through them. Go here to see the light


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