AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Sunday, August 4, 2013


An archive photo of my old verandah and my little angel.
The verandah has gone, replaced - but the angel is still with me.

there are times
when skies and wings
are all that matter

Linking to:
Shadow Shot Sunday 2

Scenic Weekends - Links opened yesterday!
Monday Mellow Yellows


robin. said...

that she remains is all that matters gemma!! happy weekend!!!

Ralph said...

Like a guardian angel, she remains nearby in any season, old veranda or new. She remains as faithful as ever!

Jim said...

Great shadow shot.

Sylvia K said...

I do agree with Robin, Gemma, and she is beautiful! Enjoy your day!

Norma Ruttan said...

how precious! I like the image of skies and wings, that's a power I'd love to have. (not a plane's wings, my own)

Beverley Baird said...

A lovely shot - the angel seems to be hugging sorrow to her.

Kathe W. said...

very sweet angel.

Kaya said...

That is a very artistic picture with beautiful and intriguing shadows! The textures of wood and green background make this image woderfully amazing!!!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE it - skies and wings!

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

I'm glad you kept that little angel~! I remember her from before.

Anonymous said...

Very sweet! I'm glad you still have the angel.

Visiting from SSS2 this week.


Jeanne Baney said...

So poignant. I can see why you still have it. Love the shadow caress.

wenn said...

that's lovely!

Margaret Gosden said...




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