I am a Country Boy
People have less privacy and are crammed together in cities, but in the wide open spaces they secretly keep tabs on each other a lot more
People have less privacy and are crammed together in cities, but in the wide open spaces they secretly keep tabs on each other a lot more
Wild Flowers. Open Spaces
- De Posbank - The Netherlands
- De Posbank - The Netherlands
My back yard - Iceland
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Who would ever want to leave home? - New Zealand
My back yard - New Zealand
Fresh produce, strait from the pottery factory?
The flowers look real.
The flowers look real.
We share the farm land - Wisconsin
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Just imagine if this was your country .... and you are colour blind .......
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These city folk are not as welcoming as us country folk.
The slit your head open and rip out your guts just for a whim.
The slit your head open and rip out your guts just for a whim.
I can do my best work when I can get away from it all
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Start at the bottom and work your way to the top.
"He hails from Snowy River, up by Kosciusko's side,
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough,
Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen."
The Man From Snowy River by A.B. (Banjo) Paterson
Where the hills are twice as steep and twice as rough,
Where a horse's hoofs strike firelight from the flint stones every stride,
The man that holds his own is good enough.
And the Snowy River riders on the mountains make their home,
Where the river runs those giant hills between;
I have seen full many horsemen since I first commenced to roam,
But nowhere yet such horsemen have I seen."
The Man From Snowy River by A.B. (Banjo) Paterson
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