It seems that although Lake Burley Griffin is one vast - well - lake, each direction has different flora and fauna and landscapes. There's always something that catches my eye. These geese would have gladly picked at my eye if I had of shown any fear.
I trembled inside, though.
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| Birdlife: They all wanted to chase me. But I stood strong. Gangsters. |
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| The trunk had split into three lanky branches, which were doing the Mexican wave... |
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| Hey up! Who goes there....? |
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| Silver Birch Splendour |
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| The Machinist Walks On |
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Fluff! I wouldn't have gotten this close if it were Spring. Lucky that we walked the
Burley Griffin circuit in Winter. |
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