We are on the road again retracing our steps through the big wheat and sheep country, but taking a little different route to see some more towns on the way.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
Remember the trip you did through Omeo last year where you took the lines from "My country"?
ReplyDeleteThis is so so so flat ... the trees are like blips on a heart machine from someone who is fading fast. Let's not take that analogy too far.
The annoying thing about your collage (which is gorgeous BTW), is that I want to enlarge each individual image and look at its delights!!
OK I'll figure out how to do my collages differently one day.
ReplyDeleteI think all the "packages" tie the images up like this. Never mind.
ReplyDeleteGreat pastel shades on the collage!
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