Wanderings by road and track
HOW DO YOU ACCOUNT for the different way that life turns out for people, even when they share much in common?
Story and photos: Russ Grayson
TO JUDGE BY THE SIGNS on farmer’s market stalls, food grown locally seems to be something of a specialty at Evandale market. A recent visit disclosed sign after sign on a number of stalls advertising the localism of fresh vegetables, herbs and fruit.
SYDNEY HAS ITS PIGEONS and Coogee its seagulls. The Royal Botanic Gardens is plagued with those long-billed, food-stealing ibis and flights of flying fox (fruit bats) that have devastated trees there. But in Launceston they really go for the megafauna when it comes to urban wildlife.
CAUGHT BETWEEN rapacious extractive industry on one hand and the sublime beauty of nature on the other, Tasmania remains a paradox in the Australian political landscape. Now, there’s something else to add to the offshore contradiction that is this southern island state—Launceston’s air.
Story & photos: Russ Grayson
THERE’S A MAN SITTING ON THE WHARF, a man perhaps in his seventies, hair grey, shirtless, tanned. Every so often he sips from a longneck… he’s a man who likes a quiet drink by himself on a warm, summer evening.