There's a track, winding back - but no shack, and this isn't on the road to Gundagai. Just the wonder of an enormous sky, the clouds catching the warmth of the late afternoon light. Five minutes later the sky was monochrome, the warmth but a bare smoulder of crimson on the western mountains.
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Oh, wow. I really love your blog: both the picture and the writing. Haven't read it all yet - must get back to the work I brought home with me - but will look forward to doing so.
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