Sk8er Boi

A week or so ago Andi and I took off to our land and found a nice quiet subdivision to skate in. Well… okay, for me to watch and Andi to skate. I did have one little go but I’m a big fat chicken. “Don’t let go okay!!?… Okay!!!?… Hello…?”

After that I stood around and took about a billion pictures. Of course Andi thought I would be bored out of my mind but I had so much fun!

 
I was a kid again. “OMG he’s so HAWT… did he just look at me!!!? OMG OMG OMG” and all that. hahaha

Gorgeous isn’t he?

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The Grand Ol’ House

Driving to our picnic destination I spotted this beautiful home. On the way back I made Andi stop so we could take a few snaps.

Unfortunately the only place to stop was in the driveway so I couldn’t get far enough away to photograph the bank on either side of the bridge. Yes, as you probably didn’t realise, this is a bridge leading up to the house. There were swans swimming in the lake too… wow.

I’m pretty sure the people inside the place spotted us but I'm willing to bet that they’re fairly used to people stopping and taking photographs of their house by now.

Further Beach Strolling

A few posts ago I showed you the pretty photographs I took on my stroll along the beach. They were the “red” photographs I took, with all the red and dark purple coloured seaweed.  Well as I promised, this is my “Blue” beach post.
You can view my “Red” Beach post here: Beach Strolling.


In this set of photographs you can really see the country style as well as the coastal. I love driving up to this beach… you see the country with its horses, sheep and cows (I’m sure Andi is well and truly sick of my excitement and shouting out, “Look!” every time I see some kind of animal) and then suddenly you hit the beach.

I just love how gorgeously blue this photo turned out. It almost makes me want to go for a swim… maybe not considering it’s winter time here.

Luckily for me, once we hit the beach there was no shortage of animals. Instead of the sheep, horse and cows there were doggies!

One of my favourite things about going to the beach is seeing how much fun the dogs have in the surf. Each wave brings a new joy.

3 Little Ducks

On our picnic in Richmond, I fell in love with 3 Little Ducks. They waddled everywhere together! It was sooo sweet.

Obviously I had to take as many photos of them as possible, because they were so adorable! So I did.

3 Little Ducks went out one day…

 

Over the the hills and far away…

Beach Strolling

After our beautiful picnic on the weekend, Andi and I decided to go to the beach. As always we both took many photographs… I loove them!

What I particularly love about this beach is that it goes from Country surroundings to Beach with practically no barrier between. This is amazing especially considering it’s not too far from the city.


I loved capturing the red and purple of the washed-up seaweed in these photos. It looks great on “film”… maybe a bit strangling to swim in though. Further down the beach the seaweed subsided and I got much more blue and bright photos which I will upload soon. So stay with me!

Richmond Bridge

This is a photograph I took of the “famous” Richmond Bridge, while on our picnic last week.
As most of you who read my dear little blog have probably never heard of this bridge, I will tell you a little about it. It is Australia’s oldest bridge. Made from sandstone by the convicts, it was completed in 1825.

This is the view from the bridge. Beautiful, no? This remind me of a “true” story I read in Ghostly Tales of Tasmania by Buck and Joan Emberg, titled The Flogging Ghost of Richmond Bridge.
As the tale goes Groover the Flagellator was one of the overseers of the convict gangs building the bridge. A most hated man, he would often add his own weight to the carts that were pulled uphill from the quarry and if their pace was too slow he would enjoy picking off slabs of skin from the convicts backs as they worked.
The bridge was almost complete, when on a dark, foggy night Groover was followed across Richmond Bridge and was  murdered, his body discovered on the banks below.
 
The murder of  Groover the Flagellator is a true enough tale but whether or not people have truly seen his often headless ghost, haunting the bridge is another matter. I haven’t seen him… yet.

A Picnic

Last week Andi told me that on the weekend we were going for a picnic. Sweet. We both took a ton of photos! And I’ve uploaded a few to show you.
This is the view of where we ate our bags of chips and coke…. *mouth waters*… mmm coca-cola!

I think this guy wanted in on the action too… Would you like some Coke, Duck?


This kids Dad was a real stickler for cleanliness.. He looked like a typical cool urban Dad… but when his Son got something on his jacket he said “Have you been rolling in something?” “No..” … here I was thinking this guy was a real laid back Dad… suddenly I was all… hmmm he doesn’t look like the type to care that his kid got his clothes dirty, having fun!… “Well you’ve got duck shit all over yourself.” … Oh… my mistake… =D

Disclaimer:

No animals were harmed in the making of this post. Kirsty Girl © does not recommend feeding Coca-Cola to ducks.