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Lake Windermere


Lake Windermere, outside Mudgee, is another reservoir showing the effects of the drought. The drowned trees caused such interest in my shot of Lake Hume earlier in the year I wanted to capture these too but there were all sorts of obstacles in the way, including a trampled down barb wire fence that tripped me up and sent me falling heavily to the ground, spraying dust and stones on my camera lens. I didn't care much about the photo after that.

Musing:
From Lady Windermer's Fan by Oscar Wilde
"It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious." Lord Darlington, Act 1.

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  1. Falling is not fun, is it. Certainly not if it involves barbed wire, too.

    However, can I say that the photo is a goodie? I like ponds/lakes/inland waterways. Want to go up to the Macquarie Marshes but have to dragoon a companion.

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  2. Beautiful spot and awesome shot!
    Nice to know you have cycads in your garden! I love them I think they look so pre-historic! :-)

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