Brisbane, the Zoo and Classes

I have to admit, keeping up a consistent blog is a challenge for me. Deciding what to say and regularly saying it is difficult. I once heard that 60% of the sounds that come out of a preschool girl are words and communication, 60% of the sound coming out of boys the same age is simply noise or sound effects (explosions, guns, sounds of vomiting and other noisy bodily functions, etc.) I figure blogging is like that, too. So I’ve spent my allotment of words. We visited Brisbane, the Australian Zoo and the Glass House Mountains Sunday-Tuesday and have been in classes ever since. Here are some images of what we saw.100_6901
yellow candle flowers


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entry portals to the St. John’s Anglican Cathedral

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Oh look, flying butresses!

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Brisbane skyline from Mount Coot-Tha

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forget this big guy’s name, but he’s prehistoric (looks good for his age, though)

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yeah, these blokes are a lazy well-fed bunch

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anyone for a cute, cuddly wombat?

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Chillin’ red kangaroo (my desktop pattern for now)

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yep, kuala’s everywhere in the Australian Zoo

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this is the only dingo we saw in captivity or otherwise (reminds me of Jack)

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Tough to see in the mists, but those mountains reminded Captain Cook
of the glass factories back in his home town of Yorkshire, England