We passed through Bakers Swamp without noticing anything. Then reached our last dot on the map for this trip - Larras Lee and saw this. The roadside monument says: In Memory of WILLIAM LEE (1794 - 1870) of "Larras Lake" a pioneer of the sheep and cattle industry and first member for Roxburgh under responsible government (1856 - 1859). This stone was erected by his descendants. --- 1938 --- This is a repost from a few days ago. Thinking I would use this for this week’s Taphophile Tragics post I dug a little further into William Lee’s story, it’s a very colonial Australian one. William was born of convict parents, living his childhood years around the Sydney region. In his early 20s he was issued with some government cattle, recommended as a suitable settler and granted 134 acres at Kelso near Bathurst. He was one of the first in the area and did well. A few years later he was granted a ram and an inc...
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
I love it Joan - we're further away from our lovely watery spot at the moment and looking at your photo I can hear that lovely constant gentle sound when one stands by the surf.
ReplyDeleteThe theme of lines is so descriptive - even the lines of colour - there's so much going on out there :D)
I am not much of a sea person myself I find it too restless and blowy but I do enjoy an occasional visit.
ReplyDeleteThe lines give the image good depth. I so miss the coast...
ReplyDeleteIsn't that funny - how an environment can impact upon people differently?
ReplyDeleteI've never noticed lines at the beach.
To me it feels like a big swirly expanse.
And that blowy restlessness you feel, feels to me like umm (what word?) ...... freedom.
Yes I know how much the sea captivates people and think of all its movement and how many people who have moved away from the sea would yearn for it.
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