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Wow what a contrast to the land we have left!  Rolling green hills, high blue mountains as a backdrop, diary farms and a patchwork of crops growing in rich red soil.  Thick rich yoghurt and creamy cheese.  Before I left I asked myself if we would find a place we liked as well as home.  Well this sure comes close to stealing my heart.


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  1. DianneSeptember 20, 2013 at 7:42 PM

    Thick rich yoghurt and creamy cheeses .... sounds like my kind of place. Lovely to see so much green.

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    1. Joan ElizabethSeptember 25, 2013 at 8:22 PM

      It was super green. There is such a diversity of landscape within relatively short distances from here. One of the reasons I liked it (apart from the produce).

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  2. JoSeptember 23, 2013 at 8:13 AM

    Love it too...

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  3. WinamSeptember 23, 2013 at 2:14 PM

    I associate this kind of landscape to NSW hinterland regions (like the Tweed, Coffs Harbour, even down Bega way) than to Far North QLD. I guess it's the volcanic soil and the rain that gives the landscape its lushness.

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    1. Joan ElizabethSeptember 25, 2013 at 8:24 PM

      Yes I guess it is the soil, plus being hinterland country it gets a lot of the rain - like all those places on your list. I is somewhat like down Bega way in my mind but the tropical climate adds an extra lushness.

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