Jayden’s Mum had read him Beowulf, that Lady poem about shallots and the
Narnia Chronicles and she knew what happened to the children of those men
wh...
Friday, November 6, 2009
Tintinara
After Castlemaine staying with my sister, my second night on the road I pitched my tent at Tintinara on a couple square metres of grass called the caravan park; reminded me of the project of a Studio8 colleague which was a series of camp grounds scattered around Woomera townsite on vacant lots, each one managed by the house owner next door.
Wandering around town the next morning I came across this very nice piece of drainage infrastructure - a concrete ditch across an asphalt road.
A parking bay next to the shire offices, the footpath is concrete, the parking bay unpaved. If ound this really appealing. Something about a relaxation of priorities, perhaps...
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Goodbye!
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