Uralla is a small town about 44 km (28 miles) from home. The following photographs illustrate what we found there this afternoon.
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Dog and owner going through their paces. I love the expression on the handler’s face, and the way that the dog’s front paws are placed in front of her as she jumps.
Another clear round.
The dog looks to the right, the owner to the left. The dog is perhaps watching for the signal to move to the left where the next jump is placed. It looks like both dog and handler need to be pretty fit.
Outside one of the second-hand bookshops in Uralla, another box of books is being delivered. In true small-town trust, there’s a sign in the bookshop saying that if there’s nobody around then place your money for any purchases in the honesty box.
The image on the right floats like a hologram in mid air. The hat looks too big for the poor chap though.
Belt and braces. Lock and padlock. It was only when I reviewed the photograph that I realised that the wood had been sanded back to remove several layers of paint. Traces of blue paint can still be seen in the grain of the wood.