I Am

I was out in the paddock one day at my home place Booroola, in Central Western NSW. I was wondering,  ‘what is it about this place’. Iā€™m standing beneath a big old eucalyptus looking towards the creek in the afternoon light. The bark on the trees lining the creek glows pink in the distance and I see myself reflected as the pinkness.There is a dawning realisation;

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