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On the road again


We went away again this weekend.  Through the same country as our last trip but a little further to the west then swinging back through Mudgee and our block at Clandulla before returning home to the mountains.  The season is at the cusp of change with the sheen of spring green beginning to peep through the winter brown.

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  1. Lovely pastoral scene and yes! good to see that shimmer of green - the seasons are a changin!

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  2. I, too, enjoy picking up on the changing seasons.
    You've captured it here - a lovely peaceful scene.

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  3. No wonder you keep going out there the country scenery is so restful.

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  4. Diane, I'd love to be going further afield but my work at the moment only gives me weekends, I do find it restful to get out into the open country. In the city it is all buildings and in the mountains all trees.

    I find it very interesting to watch the change of seasons closely. This is the first year I have gone out this way frequently enough to notice the subtle changes.

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  5. Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.

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