I love the old bridges with girders that you find all over New South Wales. That's the Murrumbidgee River we are about to cross.
We crossed the border into Victoria cruising down a lovely timbered road before breaking into the rich dairy country of Gippsland. It is wonderful to see the land green after more than 10 years of very dry weather. But most of the state of Victoria is still drought declared. Musing: The Pasture by Robert Frost "I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; I'll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha'n't be gone long. You come too. I'm going out to fetch the little calf That's standing by the mother. It's so young, It totters when she licks it with her tongue. I sha'n't be gone long. You come too."
Somewhere there is a web-site that I have stumbled across, where they detail all these old bridges - and their replacements. DMR ... their heirs & successors ...
ReplyDeleteI like the bridges but don't want to know that much about them!
DeleteI like that kind of landscape - all those hills and dales.
ReplyDeleteMe too. That's why I like the drive from Clandulla to Mudgee so much. We are always making excuses to do that trip when we are out at the block.
DeleteI love old bridges, too. I like how this one leads you deep into the picture.
ReplyDeleteFor me there is a lot to love in this photo. I like the hill as much as the bridge. I agree it is the combo that gives this image its magic.
DeleteThat's a great looking hill in this photo.
ReplyDeleteIt's a lovely soft shape with little furry eyebrows.
Furry eyebrows. An interesting analogy. The hilltop reminds me of the style found in Fred Williams paintings.
DeletePretty green and iconic bridge.
ReplyDeleteI was back in Canberra yesterday. The green seems to be fading.
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