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Happy Easter


We are back home after three days exploring more of the central west. This photo was taken today during a leisurely lunch in the city of Bathurst and the sign below was at the Mount Canobolas Tea Rooms (near the city of Orange) this morning. There are lots more country shots to come in a week or so but in the meanwhile please enjoy the Wentworth Falls walk currently in progress on the Blue Mountains Journal.


Musing:
From the Holy Bible, Matthew 28:6 (King James Version)
"He is not here: for he is risen."

Comments

  1. Love the angle! Look at that sky bearing down on the city. Must go and have a look at BoM to see if it's coming this way.

    I love the filligree in the cast-iron balustrade. I have been collecting some examples of this from around the Eastern Suburbs but cannot quite decide what to do with them.

    The nice thing about the chalk-board message is that it screams out that it was written by a young person. That is encouraging ...

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  2. I love that both photos convey the same message so well. I hope you had a wonderful Easter, JE.
    We have a new rector and I experienced my first paschal fire this morning. It was very elemental, very satisfying.

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  3. PJ. I'd never heard of paschel fire so looked it up on the web. Where would we be without the web and fellow bloggers to expand our horizons.

    Julie, I am sure one of your collages of the iron lace collection will appear one day ... looking forward to it.

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  4. PJ. I'd never heard of paschel fire so looked it up on the web. Where would we be without the web and fellow bloggers to expand our horizons.

    Julie, I am sure one of your collages of the iron lace collection will appear one day ... looking forward to it.

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  5. The 1st shot is such a gorgeous composition! I really like it a lot!

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  6. Love your photos! I grew up just outside Orange on an orchard at Canobolas so it was interesting to view the photos. Might want to check your spelling of "Canobolas".

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  7. Hi Rampanred, thanks for the nudge to fix that typo. If you follow my blogs for long you'll learn that spelling (or more specifically typing accurately) is not my strong suit. The current journey it ends with photos taken at Mt Canobolas but unfortunately I missed getting a shot of the orchards.

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