As the calendar flips over to September, the novelty of winter has well and truly worn off. I don’t hate our Tasmanian winters. Not the cold or the wet, the mud, the greyness, the short days and the insipid daylight. Winter is a time to slow down and revel in being at home. Of course, spring arrives at just the right time, when even I am beginning to ti…
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