Twelve months ago Mr Sunshine and I spent about 5 weeks in Tasmania. It was his first time in the "Apple Isle" but I had been there before. It is where my Dad was born and where family history goes back to the 1860's and maybe a bit longer. That is a pretty long time by Australian standards unless you are aboriginal.
We had hoped to return there in 2009 for the whole year. Mr Sunshine is a teacher and short term teaching contracts would have kept bread on the table. Meanwhile we would have spent every spare minute hiking, driving, photographing and just enjoying as much of the island as was humanly possible.
Alas, it is not to be. Not in 2009 at least. Last July we bought a business. It is a pretty good business and we are mostly in the black, not the red, but it has tied us to North Queensland for the present time. I would have missed the grandkids a lot if we had been away anyway.
In lieu of our escape to greener and cooler Tassy I decided to post some photos from our last holiday there in order to have a little virtual holiday.
Meeting Baby Jackson
2 days ago