Wednesday, 27 March 2019

Irishtown, Tasmania.

Whilst staying at Stanley we headed inland for a drive through farmland and turning back towards Smithton same day.
Irishtown is small with farms scattered here and there and about 300 or so people in the area.

The photo is of onions, the second of farmland, then a watering hole and scenery. It's very pretty looking around that way with windy roads.












29 comments:

  1. I love these landscapes. I could just be there and absorb all the beauty in front of me...

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    1. We came around a corner and that was the view, well most corners here are like that Andy..

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  3. Son preciosos los paisajes de tierra intrior. El área urbana es pequeña y se deben de conocer todos los vecinos.

    Besos

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  4. The farming areas of Tasmania reminded me a good deal of the fertile agricultural regions of Europe.

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  5. Our friend in Launceston came from Smithton. The Irishtown area looks very pretty and quite green for late summer.

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    1. Was rather green but they do get more rain on the North West Coast.
      Oh really about your friend :)

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  6. It's very pretty country. I must get to Tassie one day.

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    1. Let's hope you can River..love to see you on the Island.

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  7. Beautiful scenery, I love your photographs.

    All the best Jan.

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  8. Yes, a very special place. And you have captured it beautifully.

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  9. Very beautiful.. I'm finding similarity with California landscape. :)

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  10. it looks like a lovely part of the countryside. great photos M :) hope you are well

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  11. Oh dear

    i am amazed with the beauty of this area!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    worth wandering around and inhaling the grace of nature so deep !

    this little lake comes right from my dream world:)

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