Is that a Coolibah tree beside the abandoned house? Every Australian knows about Coolibah trees because the bush ballad Waltzing Matilda is nigh on our unoffical national anthem but most of us live nowhere near the inland where they grow. Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong, Under the shade of a Coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me. Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda, You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
I can imagine the glow of the coals on a cold, clammy day. Nice photo!
ReplyDeletethat's not your husband's workshop ... I think I am on the wrong blog, >.->.
ReplyDeleteGood photo, though. I can smell the coal, too.
Hah ... I was thinking about the smell of the coal, too ... then I thought about the level of the coal-dust ... and coughing ...
ReplyDeleteYou always find these amazing brown and grey tones that go with the colour scheme of the blog!
ReplyDeleteOh, what a lovely image. It made me think of Dickens, but that's just stream of consciousness.
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