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Macquarie River, Wellington

I was so interested and excited throughout this trip, looking at places we have visited before from a different vantage point. We have camped by the Macquarie River at Wellington a couple of times so I keenly awaited the railway bridge that I have photographed from the camping ground.

My camera was on automatic focus so it went quite mad trying to focus on something as we whizzed past the iron railings.


  1. ... and so it focussed on the other bridge ;-) I can't count how often that as happend to me :-)
    This looks like a real nice train ride in a wonderful scenery (besides the other bridge ;-)) - I get wanderlust (ha, a German word that is really ancient to my ears) from looking at your train journey photos.

  2. Yes, wanderlust is a good description of what Joan's journeys arouse. I like this "inside" photo, especially with its link to the "outside" photo.

  3. This one is really cool and the scenery looks awesome!

  4. Well, I love it. I'm drawn to this kind of work and I finally learned the word that describes the disorder: decontextualization. I love to transform a known image into something new and different and yet the same and this one fills the bill.

    I mentioned your blog on my post for today.

  5. Martina and Julie, Wanderlust ... a lovely word. This trip has certainly left me wanting to catch another train.

    JM ... if I ever get to catch that train there is even more stupendous scenery to see.

    Paula ... thanks for much for the mention. I agree it is somethings interesting to do something a little different with the images, though to be honest I just took the photo and was pleased with the result rather than planning the result.

    Diane ... it's lovely to have you pop buy again.

  6. I love this image--the focus works well with the composition, with the contrast of the blurriness and sharpness.


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