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Blast Furnace Park, Lithgow

I first learnt of this place from Winam's Static and Silence blog and knew right then I would have to explore it myself one day. I just love the way nature is taking over the ruin with all the summer flowers in bloom.

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  1. Oh, I don't know where to begin. I would be in heaven in this place. The outline of the vegetation growing down the wall is amazing, that first photo has me completely riveted, and the brickwork is terrific.

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  2. I want to visit! Thank you so much for the snap and share!

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  3. I like all the angles you have here - it makes me feel like I've gone on my own adventure/trip just by looking at your photographs.

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  4. I especially like the slab of metal in the first photo.

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  5. Your photos of the Blast Furnace are fab, Joan!

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  6. there is something so endearing about these structures ..your images feature such amazing angles and textures~elk

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  7. Old places like this give you the feeling that you are the first to find and explore it. Clearly not the case but a nice feeling anyway.

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  8. The "slab of metal" as AB said is the one thing that shows me, hey, it is not a church but something else. Amazing. I like the first photo because of its unique perspective.
    And did I say that your new masthead is so coool, wow!

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  9. Yep, agree with the comments from Paula and Martina about the masthead - a knockout.

    Good little mosaic of this area. I like that brickwork encasing the round window.

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