There's quite a lot of snow on the mountain this morning and it's a balmy 8°C here. Running a bit late with my post this week, so here is something to ponder in the meantime. Enjoy! There is a peculiar magic to a Tasmanian winter that mainlanders and other visitors never quite understand until they've lived it. Even if you have managed to cram in a trip around the state, taking in its major cities and maybe Cradle Mountain and Strahan, you may have missed some of the best things of all. It arrives gently — in the blue-grey light that lingers even at noon, in the woodsmoke curling from chimneys up and down the streets of its quaint C19th villages, in the cold that doesn't so much bite as settle. There’s less traffic and there are even fewer tourists. Into the Woods There's a lovely campaign by tourism Tasmania right now about Forest Bathing. Here's how it's done. Take yourself down or more likely up to a forest. Mt. Wellington/Kunyani is clos...
Veronika Wild
Practising Geographer - nature culture places people