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  • Magnificent shot.

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  • All the best from Iran. Mahdi

Hi Heather, this old farm house is exactly this rustic colour.. Greetings from West Oz. -Lex

Like28. Very nice photo, lovely colours, well done.

Greetings from Sweden, Leif.

Hi Tewbacka, As a fellow amateur photographer I can only say; Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, in this case me as I look at your picture. I hope you get as much enjoyment as I do going about this beautiful island of ours perpetuating these scenes for future armchair travel. Thank God for Panoramio. Greetings from Hobart, Jim.

Ian, Preaching to the converted here. I have been to Wittenoom three times and I also would like to go back. I really want to do another trip through Millstream. Pano meet at Wittenoom Gorge.

Thanks GWBW. Wonderful memories of that ride.. apart from a crowded bike!

L, is the church still standing ?

Vinz69- Yes, it's me with my mother, twice a week went to bathe in the sea,)

c6i2xf4m - all their secrets)) in those days it was not easy and was a conspiracy

yes it is a small hut with a table and benches inside and near the barbecue can fry food)) with best regards, Ivan from Rostov-on-Don !!!

Бегут часы, недели и года, И молодость, как легкий сон, проходит. Ничтожный плод страданий и труда Усталый ум в уныние приводит: Утратами убитый человек Глядит кругом в невольном изумленье, Как близ него свой начинает век Возникшее недавно поколенье. Он чувствует, печалию томим, Что он чужой меж новыми гостями, Что жизнь других так скоро перед ним Спешит вперед с надеждами, страстями, Что времени ему дух новый чужд И смелые вопросы незнакомы, Что он теперь на сцене новых нужд Уж не актер, а только зритель скромный.

Running hours, weeks and years, And young as light sleep passes. Worthless fruit of suffering and labor Tired mind disheartening results: Loss of dead people Looks round in involuntary surprise, How near it begins its age Emerged recently generations. He feels sadness tormented, That he is a stranger between the new guests, That the lives of others so soon before him Hurry forward with hope, passion, What time it is alien to the spirit of the new And bold questions unfamiliar, That he is now on the scene of new needs Certainly not an actor, but only a modest audience.

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