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I said I would be finding favourite things on this drive. Here's an abandoned dwelling near Capertee. Commenters have asked if I explore these places, which I don't, even if I did I would have given this one a miss with that prickly blackberry at the door.
35C is bordering on the warm side. And judging from the shadow it is close to middAY. What allow a wee blackberry bush to dictate your explorations. Lassie lassie lassie where is your country upbringing!!
We passed through Bakers Swamp without noticing anything. Then reached our last dot on the map for this trip - Larras Lee and saw this. The roadside monument says: In Memory of WILLIAM LEE (1794 - 1870) of "Larras Lake" a pioneer of the sheep and cattle industry and first member for Roxburgh under responsible government (1856 - 1859). This stone was erected by his descendants. --- 1938 --- This is a repost from a few days ago. Thinking I would use this for this week’s Taphophile Tragics post I dug a little further into William Lee’s story, it’s a very colonial Australian one. William was born of convict parents, living his childhood years around the Sydney region. In his early 20s he was issued with some government cattle, recommended as a suitable settler and granted 134 acres at Kelso near Bathurst. He was one of the first in the area and did well. A few years later he was granted a ram and an inc...
Our last stop on this trip was to see if there was anything left of an old town once called Frying Pan which was later renamed Yetholme. I knew Yetholme to be a roadhouse on the highway near the pine forests and didn't expect to find anything but again I was wrong. There was a lovely little settlement with homes, a neat community hall and a church still in use. The perfect spot for the creatively inspired. Apparently it was a tourist town back in the early 1900s and in more recent years was bypassed by the Great Western Highway leaving it to settle into its pleasant tranquil existence, hidden from the travellers speeding by. I remembered it is Tuesday so have added a supplementary photo to participate in Taphophile Tragics this week. This is St Paul's Anglican Church in Yetholme. The burials in the church yard date from the 1873 to the present day. You can see a little more of Yetholme over at 100 Towns.
35C is bordering on the warm side. And judging from the shadow it is close to middAY. What allow a wee blackberry bush to dictate your explorations. Lassie lassie lassie where is your country upbringing!!
ReplyDeleteYour photos are really terrific. I stumbled upon your blog and thought I'd invite you to read mine.
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How do I fall behind with your blog? I think my brain is shrinking.
ReplyDeleteYou know I love corrugated anything. I wouldn't go inside there either...
I wouldn't get out of the car to explore in that heat either. great shot of delapidated dwelling.
ReplyDeleteRusty roof, stonewalls, wooden window wings (eeeh ... ), abandoned building - what more could the photographer's hear wish for? ;-)
ReplyDeleteStill 1.5 °C here.
Not a bad guess Julie ... 11:34 to be precise, still morning so more heat to come. Forget the blackberry, I just don't go through fences.
ReplyDeleteDiane, without the humidity you have in Brissie the temperature doesn't feel quite as bad.
Martina ... eeek it's gotta be very chilly winter morning for us to get temperatures so low.
Paula, it probably my fault because of the way I jump between BMJ and SW
Ms Rhonchell ... welcome.
These old crumbling buildings really are a photographer's treasure.
ReplyDeleteits amazing to me how you find these shots to take
ReplyDeletesomething that would normally be so depressing or unnerving to some you make look so beautiful