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Here's another shot of the country around here before moving on to Junee ... I like granite boulders and gum trees with blue-grey leaves.

Of course I will also be keeping an eye out for other things I like ... abandoned farm houses ... no point in looking for Royal Hotels because we went along these roads at Christmas time so I've got them all already.

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  1. and ... and ... and ... lichen

    This is a gorgeous composition. Not so much Australian as Newsouthwelsh ... how does one encapsulate that as an adjective ... you know what I mean anyway.

    Compare this landscape with what I am showing in the Kimberleys. Just a smidge different, yes?

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  2. Yes more than a smidge different. What wonderful diversity of landscape we have. And the more I look the more I see. That's why for example that I keep posting pictures of the forest trees ... they vary so much and I didn't used to notice this much.

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  3. I like all the granite tors that appear in and around the Great Dividing Range. Gives the landscape an element of wildness.

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  4. I like boulders too and here is the reason why. Lovely spot!

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