Tag: travel
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Shacks and sheds.

In the before times I would have driven past with little more than a cursory glance. But now its like, that shed wants to be photographed and pulling over and walking back 200 metres, and climbing an embankment of snake-infested spear grass and being too far back for the 35mm and smelling the fresh cut…
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Windmills of my mind.

Location: ///chemically.elevations.cashes-34.823914, 148.325699 For me it is the windmill that represents the quintessential icon of the Australian post colonial bush. I love windmills. The older and more squeaky the better.







