A pea souper.

A very low visibility morning and a dirty swimming pool in Ararat.

Resting.

The Corg has absolutely no interest in credenzas or Antiques Roadshow.

Boxing Kangaroo.

When I was a kid I was mad for the America's Cup, I don't really know why. The boxing kangaroo was symbolic of the successful 1983 challenge by Australia II. I found this the other day while cleaning house.

Converted church, Northcote.

Wild Haired Horse and a Piece of Fluff.

This is a wild pink maned horse, but it could easily be a camel going by it's colour and head shape. I believe it's one of many crazy ass gifts from my sister. Yeah?

Haigh Chocolate Frog.

Moo.

Feeding some cows. They are generally well behaved at this time. All other times, not so much.

Moving concrete.

They're reconfiguring a major intersection in Ararat, so truck after truck of bitumen and concrete has been arriving in the yard. Here concrete is being moved to make more room.

Four mice in one trap.

The grossest thing you'll see today.

Barbed wire.

One of the worst things ever invented.

A lifetime of accumalated shit.

Unnecessary possessions loaded into a skip.

Mount Langi Ghiran.

The bone dry backyard.

The Corg.

Theodore aka Trendham Cool Breeze aka Wombat aka StinkBomb aka The Corg aka Corgi.
Seriously if stink lines were real 80% of this photo would be composed of them. He may be an old bastard but he's a hell of a good bloke.

Balls.

Giant red yarn balls?

Saint Patrick's Day.

I didn't happen across any drunken leprechauns or strangely coloured beverages today, I did however find some Roman Catholic iconography, which I think is close enough. Plus this guy is kind of green.

Colourful objects.

Some colourful objects sitting on a seat in a grassy area in Albert Street, Brunswick.

Hoover Woshing Machine.

Now I have something to wash my stank ass clothes. It's still running it's first cycle so we shall if the Hoover people make woshing machines as well as they make Hoovers.

Precipitation.

So it actually rained some today. Can't really remember the last time it rained like this, mid-December maybe. Anyway, me likey.

An airplane.

Approaches the aerodrome.

Pink and white horse.

Somehow I inherited this crazy ass horse. It was inside until it's creepy eyes started to freak me out. Now it lives outside, in it's corral.

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

I watched Watchmen today. The book was better of course. The film was hollow and kind of showy. That's all. -Mr Film Critic.

Shadow.

Woman in frock with axe.

This is my favourite piece of graffiti. It is a woman in a frock with a bloody axe. What more do you need?

Cross.

Some sort of Blair Witch Project style shit, hanging in a tree, in a park, in Collingwood.

Red Stripe.

The Red Stripe bucket has recently become more prominent. The night we acquired several of these buckets was entertaining to say the least. Probably something to do with the five beers for $20 which came in them.

So close.

We went trivialisationing this evening. The Beestings came very close but went down in the end to The Exchange Students.

Old, old man Arch.

My sister's idiotic dog rocks a hat.

M.T.

NO THOROUGH FARE.

Strong wind is difficult to represent photographically, so here is the gate at a bowls club.

Xmas flowers in early March.

You'd think these flowers would have been tossed out by now. But no.

Times New Roman.

Returning from the hippie fest that is the Sydney Road Street Party.