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This one is just loaded with country town icons ... the long clothes line rather than the ubiquitous Hills Hoist of the suburbs (or using the clothes line instead of a dryer),  the simple faded cotton frocks, the old tank to store the wood (or having a wood heap at all), the wire fence and the bare back yard

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  1. WinamMay 9, 2011 at 12:13 PM

    Ilike how you've captured the clothes fluttering in the breeze...

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  2. Mary AnnMay 9, 2011 at 6:16 PM

    I felt transported by this image. It's part of another world.

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  3. SusanMay 9, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    Lovely icons - so typical.

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  4. SusanMay 9, 2011 at 7:34 PM

    Lovely icons - so typical.

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  5. AnonymousMay 9, 2011 at 9:47 PM

    I love this. So much about it to love - especially the knickers!

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  6. diane bMay 9, 2011 at 10:14 PM

    I wonder what the owner would think of having her knickers shown to the world. hehehe. Love the shot It is truly an icon of country life. Could do with some kids playing cricket in the back yard.

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  7. JulieMay 15, 2011 at 7:05 AM

    Ditto ditto ditto ... such a great shot to look at ... so long since I have seen a washing line like that one ...

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  8. freefallingMay 15, 2011 at 10:40 AM

    ...the giant underpants!

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