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01/11/2012

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michelle


You know - it's not so cold in winter. I grew up in Hobart - and while in the mornings the walk to school would be slippery - with feathery ice-patterns on the footpaths, by the afternoon you'd have your jumper off and be racing around on the beach. Hobart is sheltered by the mountain, so even very cold days seem warmer somehow.... And there is something so magical about going up the mountain to see some snow almost any time you like, and the smell of the rainforest undergrowth, and the wildlife, and the coastlines.... I could go on for months. Glad you got there.

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