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At Parkes the Radio Telescope is the big thing in town ... actually a little way out of the town.


Musing:
From the Holy Bible Psalm 8:3-4 (New International Version)
"When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?"

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  1. Interesting how the composition of that first image gives an idea of the immensity of the dish. I remember visiting Parkes to see these as a teenager. Dont think I have been again since.

    Like the patterns produced by the struts ...

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  2. I was thinking in the same lines as Julie - and thinking about the contrast between green lawns, trees and the earth coloured building at the bottom and the steel blue grey dish heaven clouds part. Very nice composition of colours and structures.

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  3. That's one of the most impressive sights I've seen in some time. It's completely unexpected after all the rustic sights you've been posting. The bible quote is quite appropriate, you're always grounded, JE.

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  4. Funny, and now I will be watching "The Dish" - I am not sure that I would going to watch this movie now if it was not for your photo ...

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  5. Martina, hope you enjoy the movie! The same team did an Aussie movie "The Castle" which was a huge hit. "The Dish" just didn't have the same impact.

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  6. Joan Elizabeth, it was a very nice quiet (and funny nevertheless) "the world is allright" feelgood movie - perfect for the end of a long weekend.
    I was intrigued to read this at imdb.com:
    "The film is set in the town of Parkes, in New South Wales, Aus., but was actually filmed in Forbes, which is a neighboring town a few miles down the road. The reason for the re-filming is because Parkes has changed over the last 30 years, but Forbes hasn't changed as much - Forbes still looked like a 1960s town, like Parkes did 30 years before."

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  7. That's a good description. It is quite a while since I saw it so I couldn't remember the details.

    The story about Forbes/Parkes is also interesting. We went through Forbes on our trip but I didn't take a single shot as I found it rather dull ... not small enough or broken down enough I guess and I couldn't find a Royal Hotel either. It turns out there is one and I just missed it so now I'll have to go back :-)

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