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Blast Furnace Park, Lithgow

I first learnt of this place from Winam's Static and Silence blog and knew right then I would have to explore it myself one day. I just love the way nature is taking over the ruin with all the summer flowers in bloom.

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  1. PJMarch 20, 2010 at 12:41 PM

    Oh, I don't know where to begin. I would be in heaven in this place. The outline of the vegetation growing down the wall is amazing, that first photo has me completely riveted, and the brickwork is terrific.

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  2. Renee HowellMarch 21, 2010 at 2:52 AM

    I want to visit! Thank you so much for the snap and share!

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  3. Megan CoyleMarch 21, 2010 at 6:18 AM

    I like all the angles you have here - it makes me feel like I've gone on my own adventure/trip just by looking at your photographs.

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  4. myletterstoemilyMarch 21, 2010 at 12:04 PM

    amazing.

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  5. ABMarch 21, 2010 at 10:51 PM

    I especially like the slab of metal in the first photo.

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  6. WinamMarch 22, 2010 at 10:54 AM

    Your photos of the Blast Furnace are fab, Joan!

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  7. ELKMarch 22, 2010 at 1:29 PM

    there is something so endearing about these structures ..your images feature such amazing angles and textures~elk

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  8. UnknownMarch 23, 2010 at 8:21 AM

    Old places like this give you the feeling that you are the first to find and explore it. Clearly not the case but a nice feeling anyway.

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  9. MartinaMarch 24, 2010 at 8:13 AM

    The "slab of metal" as AB said is the one thing that shows me, hey, it is not a church but something else. Amazing. I like the first photo because of its unique perspective.
    And did I say that your new masthead is so coool, wow!

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  10. JulieMarch 24, 2010 at 10:48 AM

    Yep, agree with the comments from Paula and Martina about the masthead - a knockout.

    Good little mosaic of this area. I like that brickwork encasing the round window.

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