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At Lake Lyall, Lithgow's water supply.

That's it for this trip. If you go over to the Blue Mountains Journal for the next couple of weeks you can see what I've been up to at home.


  1. This is an interesting and nice pic... whichever way you look at it:)

  2. It's the layers of interest that do this shot for me, JE. The light and the colour of the water surface for starters. However, to view it through one of my favourite country symbols and to combine that with the energy coming from the horse is just inspired.

    I'm off to the the other one ... down the road.

  3. Another lovely moment captured, Joan! Having the horse there with its legs out of view, makes it seem to me as if he's moving.

  4. Beautiful! I love the pastel colors of the sunset with the silhouette of the horse.

  5. What a gorgeous photos! You have a wonderful blog with a very beautiful layout.

  6. I keep coming back to look at this photo - it makes me feel good.


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I retire from the workforce this week and to celebrate have decided to retire my current blogs and start afresh with a single consolidated blog -  My Bright Field  - to record the delights of my new life adventure. If you are interested follow me over there.  I will still be Sweet Wayfaring and collecting Royal Hotels.  The delights I discover along the way will appear together with my gardens and towns where I live.

But then the grey clouds gather

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