Long shadows…
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A once-tall structure, built one brick at a time, now dwarfed by something a little larger, more solid. What was tall is small; what was new is old; what was large seems tiny as the silhouettes march overhead…
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Outside looking in…
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Here I find myself.
Sunrise seems a long long time away…
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Another angle on a beautiful Tumbarumba sunset.
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Anyone for a game?
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A quiet sunset passes almost unnoticed, fading into the background with a whisper of gold as the party carries on.
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Sunday palimpsest…
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I am still reflecting. The picture is not always clear. Sometimes we need not look, but rather interpret, remember, imagine.
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Nothing like a good reflection for some cognitive dissonance…
Timothy Moss 