Supremely beautiful…

There is something supremely beautiful and quiet about shearing sheds, when they are empty. I’ve always thought they are so atmospheric. When I was younger, I often headed up to the shearing shed on my Nana and Papa’s station and just sit and think, or even walk around and feel the smooth wood, smell the…

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Mornings

I am not a “greeny”, by any stretch of the imagination. However I do believe we are only custodians for our land, which means we need to hand it on the the next generation in a better condition than what we were given in it. I do, however, LOVE to commune with nature. This time…

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