A beautiful day, an autumn day, the day we went to Kyneton. |
the day we went to Bangor.
A beautiful day, we had lunch on the way
and all for under a pound you know.
But on the way back I cuddled with Jack
and we opened a bottle of cider.
Singing a few of our favourite songs
as the wheels went round.
Fiddlers Dram
On top of the rock |
Suburbia fades
Nature's palette adorns Her canvas
Her studio crisp and clear.
Your steps echo
Up, up, up Hanging Rock
Below, farms decorate
Silent at distance.
Flocks in formation escape
First smoke plumes
Victoria yawns and stretches
Reconciled to winter slumber.
Trentham
Coffee shops
Quaint, quirky, quintessential
Old Railway |
Warming senses.
Maldon
Remnants of golden days
Restored
Promenade down Main street
Wide verandahs
Olde shoppe, opp shop
Ladies chatter
Selling old lace.
Bendigo
Busy city
Beautiful buildings
Botanical gardens
Bustling trams
War memorial at Mt Macedon |
Buy coffee
Bye for now
Be back soon.
Anzac Day
Lest We Forget
Thanks to Max for allowing us to enjoy your Time Share in the bush at Kyneton. The early morning swims before breakfast in the heated pool and, even better, the hot 39 degree spa, were treats...not to mention the early morning song from our feathered friends and the company of kangaroos.
Kyneton...a town of childhood memories for Bill.
An area only an hour out of Melbourne but offering a feast of activities and attractions.
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