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After the flood

The people at Mitchell were a little sad because they were still recovering from floods that swamped the town a few months earlier.  The river was still a mess of debris.


  1. Nice photo - even if it sounds stupid to say this of a photo that shows the outcome of a flood. But it has some quiet solemn mood.
    And - I don't know why - to me an Indian landscape touch. Like some overgrown flooded Hindu temple.

    Do you know something about the mural? The cockatoo, the map, the man?

    1. The mural depicts Major Sir Thomas Mitchell who was the Surveyor General of the colony of New South Wales from the late 1820s to 1850s. He did four major expeditions of discovery into the interior. The Maranoa River on which the town of Mitchell is today was included in his fourth and final expedition.

      The map shows his expeditions. The bird is a Major Mitchell Cockatoo, named in his honour.

  2. The cockatoo might be the Mitchell Cockatoo. Would the man be Major Mitchell, the explorer?

  3. It takes a long time to recover from a flood.

    1. Yes it does. The artesian spa at the local swimming pool is a tourist attraction for the town but being near the river, must have got damaged because the swimming centre was closed for repairs.

  4. They have had it bad out there. The shot conveys sadness.

  5. This reminds me of our beaches after big storms. The amounts of trash are unbelievable.


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