And one last shot of the farmland before we make tracks home.
Is that a Coolibah tree beside the abandoned house? Every Australian knows about Coolibah trees because the bush ballad Waltzing Matilda is nigh on our unoffical national anthem but most of us live nowhere near the inland where they grow. Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a Coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me. Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
Strangely, this reminds me of Martina's tangled grape-vine mid-week.
ReplyDeleteThese have been glorious images of the central west, Joan. I can now understand your comments during January of hard you find the seaside to photograph. You are in your element with this sort of shot. It shows so much appreciation and love.
Where to next?
Oh yes, I do see the connection with Martina's vine.
ReplyDeleteIt's a funny thing that, I never have trouble seeing things in the country but I rarely see what Peter sees at the coast or what you see in the city. But I fear I'm getting repeatitive.
There's a few shots from the journey home first before the next trip :-)
I agree with Julie, it's an iconic and beautifully composed photograph and ou are in your element. An very excellent end to our tour.
ReplyDeleteBecause of the time difference I am always late with my comments :-( (and everyone has already said everything that came to my mind).
ReplyDeleteThat's interesting I am not much af a seaside photographer too. I love beeing there but mostly spend my time staring at the horizon and not taking many photos, ;-).
And yes, I like this photo very much. Wood, metal, gras, rust - that's what it takes ....
Great detail and pastel shades!
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