It’s a sign. Or a signal. Or a marker. Or a rock…
Tumbarumba
654.
I’ve heard of dream catchers but this is next level…
648.
Out for a walk. With frisbees…
645.
A vivid contrast on a clear blue day…
573.
The forest has changed…
570.
It felt like we were interrupting an important gathering of possibly lost, possibly runaways…
569.
Rise above it all…
442.
Going places…
319.
Here I find myself.
Sunrise seems a long long time away…
317.
Another angle on a beautiful Tumbarumba sunset.
Timothy Moss 