When we're in the heart of a place it's strange how we just know,
the reason behind it's secret, inner glow.
The answer starts with a trickle, like droplets of a river being born,
then it circles our being, like a raptor chasing thermals in the eye of a storm.
Until finally we are 'cradled' by the spirit of Tasmania,
With it's mountains and lakes breathing out their own, distinctive flavour.
My days in this haven were only but a few,
Yet it's tastes and smells are still like fresh morning dew.
Wow! Mick! That was amazing! We LOVE them they rock. Please take heaps more because they are so awesome!
Love the photos, Can you take me with you on one of these trips....
Amazing scenes again Mick! Tasmania looks a wonderfull place to visit. Thanks for sharing.
You do amazing work! Thank you.
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