Sheffield Murals
Public art is more popular in Tasmania than i realised. Here’s a whole town that devoted itself to supporting local artists by painting murals on every available surface (Sheffield, slightly East of Cradle Mountain).
And i caught a picture of this very strange dog. I thought it must have been an elaborate kind of poodle. “Look at this dog,” i said to Tim. “You idiot, that’s an Alpaca,” he replied. Oh, yes i see that now.
Plus, this little valley called Wilmot, on the way to Cradle Mountain, has an abundance of Gorgeous Quirky letterboxes; and even a mural, celebrating said boxes.
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You’ll see on the map, that Sheffield is right near a place called Promised Land.
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so that’s where promised land is. I don’t have many regrets in life but one involves promised land: a friend of mine was dying and I went out to dinner with his sister, also a friend. I stopped at the bottlo for some wine and saw one called Promised Land.
I wrongly thought it might inject a note of levity or distraction or something if I took that to dinner. Especially as this previously atheist friend had recently found god on his deathbed much to our collective bemusement.
So I took this wine to dinner and of course his sister just looked at me aghast.