The bare bones are showing of the house my father once lived. The wall frames, the door frames and even the frame of a chair that once provided a comfortable place to sit and take in the country landscape.
I visited Sydney for three short days in June and I want to go back to see it’s Chinese Gardens in full bloom as it was amazing during winter.
I have a fasination for windmills and this old one has seen its day.
They were once the answer to pumping much needed water to the surface but now they appear to be left negected and replaced by solar pumping system.
Found this little fixer upper this weekend.
It needs a little work but the back yard looks like the perfect place to relax and enjoy nature. I would have to trade the lawn mower for a ride on model however.
Okay that isn’t going to happen but I would like to know its story.
This is a picture I was lucky enough to capture on boxing day 2013. The sunset beauty on top matches that of the much needed showers of rain the cloud mass delivered as it swept past my rural town.
The Dag Sheep Station just out of Nundle was the location of one of the Christmas parties I attended in December. It’s a photographers dream when even the toilet facilities, the dunnies, are so photogenic.