Rural Odds and Sods

While out and about I drove past a local sheep paddock where lambs had recently been born. I came across this big fella. It looks like he'd been feasting on a lamb that had died. He was quite tall and didn't attempt to fly away when he saw me as I suppose he wasn't willing to leave his feast for the crows.

I had cause to drive north to Launceston recently and this shed and tree on top of a hill appealed to me on this beautiful sunny day. The one below as well was on the same stretch of road but the sky looked a bit more ominous.

In a field just outside of Launceston.

I was driving along a bush track looking for good fungi hunting spots (for photography) and I came across this little creek and opposite was this headstone.

We followed the bush track and ended up at this beach called Rheban which is a private beach and looks over to Maria Island.

Another view along the beach which is part of this sheep farm.

Remember when I mentioned I'd spotted a seal in the river but hadn't snapped him. A few days later on the way to a vet visit, he was back again and playing and having lots of fun. Just as I got back in the car to go as I was running late for my appointment, he raised himself out of the water to about waist level (do seals have waists?) with a fish in his mouth which he was furiously shaking with his head. Alas, missed the photo of that!!!

Caught this beauty though.

Sheds

Sheds have always appealed to me, this one is on the side of the road, 10 minutes towards civilisation from my shack.

This one is at a place called Forcett, where they used to have a pub with the unfortunate name of Forcett Inn.

Can't remember where this one was.

A modern one at Lilydale, Tas

An old one at Lilydale.

Boomer Bay: This one reminds me of the real pioneer spirit.

I pass this one every fortnight on the way to the shack and this weekend I decided to stop and finally photograph it.  DH parked the car quite some way off as it was too dangerous a piece of road to be close and I walked along back towards this lovely old shed.  I could hear frantic bleating and looked up onto a yonder hill about 500 metres away and spotted this little lamb who'd misplaced it's mum. It ran to and fro crying loudly for her.

On the way back I suddenly realised that it was all quiet and then I spotted mum and twin one being reunited with errant twin two. Happy ending!