There is no fence nor hedge around time that is gone. You can go back and have what you like of it, if you can remember. So I can close my eyes on my valley as it is today, and it is gone, and I see it as it was when I was a boy. Green it was, and possessed of the plenty of the Earth… there was none so beautiful. ~ Huw Morgan, How Green Was My Valley, Richard Llewellyn
{Images shot at JinkyArt workshop, Canberra 2012}
