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Frosty Morn


We went out to Clandulla this weekend decided to stay over so we could do some more work on the block.  All of the accommodation in the nearby towns was booked so instead we stayed at the caravan park in the tiny town of Windeyer (population less than 50) which is about 40kms from Mudgee on the Hill End road.

When I looked outside our cabin this morning I discovered a world white with frost.  What a gift!   You are going to see lots of frosty shots over the next few days.

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  1. My teeth are chattering just looking at it. It is pretty though.

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  2. Yes, so pretty ... I'll rug up so keep them coming ;-)

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  3. -5 in Canberra this morning!
    I love country frosts.
    Crunchy grass.

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  4. It wasn't so cold when I was out there 2 weeks ago. I love frosty shots, if not the actual cold.

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  5. This is beautiful! Keep the frosty shots coming, Joan.

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  6. Yeah yeah it is the crunchhy grass for me too. Reminds me of the walk to catch the bus when I had to go to highschool from Denman to Muswellbrook.

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