Well, the last week leading up some well-earned holidays was more hectic than expected and I got almost no time to write anything that wasn’t work related. Currently away from Melbourne visiting family in my hometown of Armidale. Life is lazy down here, especially at this time of year, so I’m excited about early morning, long afternoons, and late nights of writing.
I need to finish a short story I’ve been writing for my daughter before Christmas morning, then I’m planning to dig into the novel and finish a few special (and strange) articles for the website…
For now, some photos from revisiting old haunts in town! A lot of the best ones were abandoned buildings, which have long since been sealed up, fixed up, or demolished, but still found a few spots to reminisce.
The Old Train Bridge
Armidale has an old train line, but its only in use twice a day. It’s also only a block from my childhood home, so as you can imagine I spent a lot of time exploring the tracks, abandoned railway buildings, and under the bridge with friends. Armidale is also the end of the line, but wasn’t always, so I used to take solitary walks out of town along the tracks heading west.
A Lost Meeting Place
Night wanderings in the graveyard were a common adventure. Standard “teenage who dresses in black and is angsty” hangtimes.
This was really interesting. The graveyard is divided up into seven (I think) Christian denominations. Then there’s this area for people of the Bahai faith with only one grave in it, surrounded by beautiful gum trees…