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Near Wattle Flat

I think they may have switched to email.

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  1. I think they may have ... I'm sure e-email would be a lot quicker out at Wattle Flat.

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  2. Very nice series, and some great letterboxes, too, Joan.

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  3. This is a beautiful photograph. The muted colors and textures are very striking.

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  4. Yes, the spider web is a bit of a clue, I'd reckon. Although email at WF would be what I got 'throttled' to during this week past, and I would not wish that upon anyone.

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  5. I think you are correct, not much action out there..

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  6. A very relaxing way of communication, ;-)

    The day before yesterday I showed your blog to the guy I was talking about who came back from a vacation in Australia on Wednesday. He literally shouted: WOW, that's exactly how it looks like over there!!! Great!

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