Morning Came the 13th Day

 .. sunny and glorious. A travel day. We rose early to walk to a special bagel shop, Bury Me Standing. Cinnamon bagels did the trick and we decided to see a couple of streets we had missed. 



The parks are brilliant in their Autumn attire. And still there was more public art. A pretty cute bubbler!

These two were particularly striking, recognising early treatment of the Indigeneous population.



And the explanation....


We had a quiet trip to Launceston. Lunch with Peter,  Robyn and her sisters, then a drive to Phil & Sara's house just out of town.
And so ended the 13th day.


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