This piano is out of place, left outside in the elements, on the veranda of a neglected building. I noticed it at the same place as the vehicles I posted a couple of days ago.
There are a couple of local cafes that use unmatched cups and saucers. What a lovely way to repurpose.
Rather than “waking from sleep or renewal” as depicted by springtime, I am choosing the definition, “moment of awareness”.
Here in Tasmania, we share our beautiful island with lots of wildlife. This tag, on a local sculpture, reminds everyone to be aware of their driving speed. Slow down. Tasmania has the highest level of road kill in the world.
This is the Convict Brick Trail in Campbell Town, Tasmania. The bricks are dedicated to some of the convicts who were transported to Australia from 1788, for almost one hundred years.
The trail was a privately organised project, with bricks purchased and details provided by individuals or descendants of the convicts identified on the brick.
Each brick states the name and age of the person, the ship they arrived on, their crime and sentence. Also, some other piece of information, perhaps where they were from, who they married, where they died, their achievements (or otherwise) in their new land.
Even James Bond gets a mention!?!