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Red rule


Red rule applied to give yet another corrigated iron shed a point of difference.

Musing:
Love and Friendship by Emily Bronte
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree --
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.


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  1. JulieJune 12, 2009 at 8:00 AM

    Now, I love a thinking photograph like this one. Both the f/g and the b/g have their own place. I found a graveyard with this berry in it too. Have not put it up as yet.

    Shearing sheds are all the go upon the Castlereagh ...

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  2. Joan ElizabethJune 12, 2009 at 8:52 AM

    I don't think they are berries, I think they are rose hips ... hence the poem.

    Yes there are rather a lot of shearing sheds. Many of them quite photographic but in the end I had to be selective ... can only try the driver so far.

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