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In South Australia there is a distinct change in architecture and certain arid feel to the landscape - you can tell these places are hot in summer but were beautiful in the winter.

Winam asked to know more about this town so here is a quick summary - according to the web population is around 2000  but it felt smaller than that.  It has mostly old homes and shops similar to the above.  It's close enough to Adelaide to attract weekenders, in newer homes on the other side of the river.  There is a ferry crossing the river, an old wharf similar to that at Echuca (but not in great condition) and a historic railway station.  The town is very neat and tidy and the locals seem to take a lot of pride in their history.


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  1. Thanks for the description, Joan. It sounds like a nice town. Always love the Sturt Desert Pea!

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    1. I was so excited the first time I saw Sturt Desert Peas and still delight in them. Hence to photo.

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