As one walks across the Tasman Bridge, deep in the commanding background rises Mount Wellington which on my first day was blowing a blizzard and covered with a foot of snow!
However, lowering my eyes there is a ridge running N-S on the Derwent side of which rises the glory of the Royal Tasmanian Botanic Gardens. In the lee of the ridge, on the western or Hobart side of this ridge rises the quaint suburb of The Glebe. Imagine my immense delight ...
This suburb is a hash of about a dozen streets that tumble down the side of the Queen's Domain (1860). However, judging from their Federation styling, I take the suburb to have been settled in the very early years of the 20th century.
Most of the houses (the ones that interest me, at any rate!) are made of weatherboard, but this is not surprising in a state renown for its timber industry. Here for your pleasure is a selection from the 20 or so photographs that I took as I floated around the gorgeous houses.