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Brown streams and soft dim skies


I gave my husband a thick book on the history of Australian Art for Christmas. It documents just how long it took the artists to paint what they actually saw -- at the hands of early artists our wild Australian landscapes looked like rolling green English countryside.

Today's photo has "that look" so I have referenced words from the poem describing England. It was Christmas Eve. We were camped by the Tumut River in the Snowy Mountains of NSW. A shady spot planted with exotic trees from the "old world" and with the soft burble of a swiftly flowing stream. Bliss after a hot afternoon drive.

But the old world dies slowly, a hot roast for Christmas dinner followed by plum pudding is one of those traditions that just won't die. Knowing we were going to be on the move on Christmas Day we settled for having our traditional hot meal on Christmas Eve this year.

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  1. It does look terribly "paintingesque" perhaps what they painted was what they saw after all! On second thought, it was what they saw, just not what was there!

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  2. Wonderful photo!
    We have plenty of eucalyptus around here (non-natives, of course!) and I've seen a lot in Peru too.

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