Carpets of autumn leaves are truly the Axminsters of the earth. I know there are wonderful carpets of blossom in spring, but autumn is definitely the main period for appreciating Mother Nature’s work. It’s one of the main reasons I moved from Sydney to the Blue Mountains
Read more →Lend me your glasses with silver rims, silvereye, silvereye, I’d like to see, but my sight is dim. Lend me a note of your sweet, sad song, silvereye, silvereye, I’d like to sing it when things go wrong. It’s hard to believe that many
Read more →Autumn is a delight my little village of Blackheath. I do joke and call it Bleakheath, but only with affection. It’s in the upper Blue Mountains of New South Wales, so the seasons are well defined. Spring is gorgeous and snow can occasionally transform it in winter.
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