ONE WAY

pet stop

there may be no puppy latte here, but it's nice to have a space to secure one's best friend on the way to the chemist, doctor, or Thai restaurant.

it's been a while - i recently changed jobs, so there's been a few other things occupying my time. i'll be posting as frequently as my now-settled schedule can handle.

school zone

I've noticed quite a few of these automatic signs have popped up over the last 4-5 years. I'm pretty sure the pointy bits on top are to discourage nesting birds...

path closed due to flooding...

Back in August, we had some fairly heavy rain in the north-east of the state. Usually, this means we end up with a lot of water draining through the Esk Rivers, and ultimately the Tamar. Richie's Mill, which sits a few metres above the high tide level of the Tamar & South Esk confluence, looks fine. This time, it was probably a tad close for comfort, as the sign & debris indicate the water came up over this section of boardwalk.

We have things in place in Launceston to avoid widespread damage from flooding, however eagle-eyed locals will have noted there are a few buildings that exist on the other side of the flood levees...

reserved

It's all about the tiles - again. Mulgrave Street, South Launceston.

A coffee shop with a sign...

One thing I do like about going out for a coffee, is when it's a warm day, and you can sit in the shade with said coffee, watching the world go by, snapping away at the interesting stuff. Of which this sign is a good example.  

The eagle-eyed might even spot the generally shy author/photographer in shot...

NO HIPPIES

It's not discrimination, it's just that by and large, Tasmanians love their humour with a spoonful of irony. Seen in the window of an excellent vegetarian/hippy cafe on Charles Street.

The blueberry bagels with jam & cream cheese are particularly nom-worthy.

NO ENTRY

Go that way

When I re-started this blog, I didn't intend on making it primarily monochrome - it's just the way it seems to have panned out. I like to think that shooting in black and white gives me a different perspective on my home city. It's not a big place, and sometimes finding new angles on familiar views isn't easy.

Anyways, for the next 19 images at least, you'll have more grayscale than you can shake an Examiner at.

An old advertisement, St John Street. Apple Isle Cyder (sic) is still prodcued by Cascade in Hobart - if you have the patience to wait for the fizzing to die down, it's quite a tasty beverage.

No Standing.

I've been there, man.