Is that a Coolibah tree beside the abandoned house? Every Australian knows about Coolibah trees because the bush ballad Waltzing Matilda is nigh on our unoffical national anthem but most of us live nowhere near the inland where they grow. Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a Coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me. Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
Glorious colours. I love how desert sunsets seem to last forever.
ReplyDeleteIn a year or two you'll come back to these images to rediscover them and remember this trip, most of which you'll have forgotten. It will be wonderful to recall every bit of it. This is why I love blogging, it's a journal - with friends!
ReplyDeleteI agree with PJ. So long as Blogger does not misplace the posts!!
ReplyDeleteI love the colours and swirls of the top image, but simply adore an old fashioned windmill!!
Paula, that's a nice way to describe blogging ... a journal with friends. I already enjoy looking back at the photos. The actual experience is forgotton so quickly without the photos.
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to be able to share this trip with friends and enjoy your reactions as the story unfolds.
It's kinda like our own Aurora Borealis.
ReplyDeleteI like the angles in the first photo.
Of course I don't mind, J.E., they are wonderful! The first one is breathtaking! What a scenery!
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