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| I took these photos a couple of weeks ago when I thought it was the last we'd see of the snow |
Today's headlines look like this:
Police rescue motorists stranded in heavy snowfall in Tasmania's south
Wild weather for the Southwest
Heavy snow in Tasmania leaves motorists stranded south of Hobart
Now the weather gods have sent us a quick message that winter is not over yet. Road weather alerts, snow, hail, flood warnings, gale warnings, warnings for boaties, warnings for bushwalkers and sheep weather alerts. I shiver for those poor skinny sheep who've already been shorn.
Ever notice how much Tasmanians talk about the weather? We do have weather here. It is important and can even be life -threatening. It's not surprising that the Bluey -big thick dark blue woollen jackets worn by miners, fishermen, sailors and anyone who worked outdoors until a few years ago, evolved here. Tasmanians may not have invented Dr Flannel - another hard wearing woollen fabric, but we certainly wore it to death in school uniforms, police uniforms and workwear in Tasmania.
While we complain a lot about the weather in Tasmania, I kind of miss it when I'm somewhere else. I remember the ennui I felt in the tropics. There was a sameness about the many sunny days in Western Australia and even more so in Central Australia, where I often dreamed of snow-covered mountains and crisp cold mornings - forgetting of course, the joys of having to go out there and knock the frost of the woodpile so you could make a fire.
Be warned though this can happen at almost any time of year in Tasmania, especially in the highlands and the message is clear. Don't go anywhere without your winter woollies, not even on what looks like a sunny day.
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