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Tallwood


We were looking for Beneree not Tallwood.  As it happens there is nothing to to show at Beneree and I couldn't pass this old church at Tallwood by.  Back in the old days there were churches on rural properties to serve the rural workers, perhaps this was one of them.

I have added Beneree as a locality at 100 Towns.  Tallwood was not on my list.

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  1. Ilove how it's built of corrugated iron and not out of stone or wood.

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  2. Isn't it fascinating that 'shape' can so instantly signify 'use'. Except for those two specific shapes, this could have been a shearing shed, up on blocks so the poo pellets fall through to the ground beneath.

    So ... what do you reckon that horizontal lump of timber was for? There does not seem to be much flapping ...

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    1. Funny thing is I was thinking that myself when I was photographing it. I reckon the lump of timber was to keep the iron in place. I wonder what is inside.

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