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23 September '05 |
 The
corner on the road to Captains Flat that crosses the old railway line (
just before the Hyles and the new Miltary base) I read is being removed
or straightened (I think it's this bend). The wattles as you go around that corner are great
at this time of year and they were just starting to look a bit daggy as
I took this. I don't suppose anyone will plant them on the new stretch. |
 Just
before the corner is a small pine plantation. The dried clippings from the
plantation had formed a red carpet, and the light was right... |
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18 September '05 |
 It's
planning time again for the Pumpkin Festival in Collector. A good
attendance, and the committee for next May 7 Festival was selected. This
was a Pumpkin Festival AGM meeting held sitting in the sun, because
there had been a wedding dinner the night before, and the hall smelt of
a wedding party and was being cleaned. |
 The
little park next to the Hall is named after the Poidevin family who also
owned the house that is now the Lynwood Cafe. That story is in the
next issue of
Regional Food, told by Robbie Howard. |
 The
blossoms where being swept from the doorstep of the Cafe as I drove
past. |
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17 September '05 |
 It's
not a rare breed, it's just that it got a muddy nose and knees when it
was put onto the truck. I was at Nelson Quinn's covering the olive story
for the next magazine and he was selling a few sheep. |
 All
that rain has meant that the grass has grown. All over Bungendore is the
sound of mowing.
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 I
went to the petrol station to get some fuel to mix for my mower. There
were three other people putting fuel in cans and a motor bike. No cars,
just 5 litre tins being filled. It felt third world. |
 This
old Holden is being sold by the guys at the carwash and I've admired it
as I've walked past a few times. |
 As
well as the noise of motor mowers,the
town is filled with trees in blossom. Walking when the sun is out means
there is one scented bomb after another lobbed at you. I defy you not to
smile. |
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15 September 05 |
 Looking
west, back along the road from where daughter Kate is agisting her
horse. I offered to photograph the horse for an ad in Horse Deals, a
publication we see in spurts as she buys, sells or just feels like
changing. At this point she's selling. |
 The
property is off the Bungendore to Captain's Flat road and it lets her
ride freely. However she's still training him and misses the arena she
had at Hall. |
 "How
do they look?" she asked. Nice I said, stepping through them onscreen
for her. "Nah, they're crap can't use those" she said, "he's not
together."
Looks like a nice horse to me. |
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10 September '05 |
 Now
I'm fairly observant but I must have parked outside the Queanbeyan
Masonic Hall a dozen times during the day and never realised how
attractive it was. I was doing some photo research at the Library and
came out into the dusk and there it was standing alone and glowing in
the late light. I scurried back to my car for the camera. |
 It
reminded me of driving back from Brindabella Winery a few weeks back,
about the same time at night, when I saw this church. I couldn't work
out what orthodox denomination it was from it's sign. I'll look closer
next time. |
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Fred
Harden
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