September 2010
2 posts
travel loging (travel optional)
I took a familial trip down to Sale in Gippsland over the last few days, taking my beloved locomoted train network down, and driving back up (booo! hisssss!).
The thing that struck me is not the neutrality of the space, the endless rolls of dune-like grass, sparse and fighting its own desire to die. Not the occasional neat rows of evergreens, marking some long forgetten boundary, or probably...
