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Abandoned twins


Nearly at Mudgee (we took a side road to get there) we saw two abandoned houses close together. At the left of the top one is a pepperina tree ... they are popular in hot rural places, the leaves are quite aromatic when crushed.

The second abandoned building could have been interesting because it was brick but a tall chicken wire fence around the house spoiled the image so you get to see the gate instead ... no trespassing



Temperature 40C. Can it get any hotter??
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  1. JulieDecember 10, 2009 at 7:52 AM

    Love the sense of that top house on its knees.

    This is the sort of place where I scare the wits out of my friends and venture forth.

    Love the padlock photo. Just my sort of detail.

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  2. MartinaDecember 11, 2009 at 6:04 AM

    Yes, the padlock photo is great.
    All of your last photos really give me the "feel" for the heat ... might be the harsh light.

    40°C - puh.

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  3. UnknownDecember 11, 2009 at 6:37 AM

    40ºC?! Wow! I can almost feel the heat in your photos! Love the gate detail shot.

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  4. PJDecember 11, 2009 at 3:59 PM

    Are people leaving the country side for the big city or does farming not pay, or both?

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  5. PJDecember 11, 2009 at 3:59 PM

    Is it humid as well? That's what gets to us although, this summer was a breeze. I've never seen anything like it.

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  6. ABDecember 11, 2009 at 6:52 PM

    I like the lock shot. Do you think three will be enough to keep people out?

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  7. Joan ElizabethDecember 11, 2009 at 10:23 PM

    Julie, yes you would scare me tramping off into such places ... remind me never to go out bush with you :-)

    Martina and JM is must be disconcerting the heat and bright light as you are entering winter.

    AB ... I don't know why they use multiple locks ... I found a gate in the mountains a while ago that had 6 locks on it ... but blew the photo (out of focus)

    Paula, no humidity out there ... it was a dry as chips which make the heat much more bearable. Regarding your other question I raised some thoughts on that in my post Making the most of it

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