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Our strategy paid off, look at the sunshine.  The people of Sydney and the mountains had a soggy weekend and we were enjoying crisp sunny weather.  This is the Catholic church in Mudgee, not hidden   by the bare winter trees.   We stopped at Mudgee for a bite to eat before moving into some new territory.

Actually this was the second weekend in a row we had been in Mudgee. The previous weekend we went to the Farm Field Day which is quite a big event and genuinely rural. While I enjoyed it I was not having a very good photographic time so I doubt I will be showing the shots unless I run dry ... this trip was more exciting.

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  1. This is a most impressive church, if I remember correctly. Just near the round-about with the war memorial clock ... I think. I liked Mudgee.

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  2. I still think that church is impressive for a country town.

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  3. Yes it is one of two churches near the clock and they are both impressive. I love sandstone buildings.

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  4. Just how a church should look.

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  5. I love the architecture of churches. This is quite beautiful. Great sky shot too!

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