Little boxes made of ticky tacky . . . . . .
I know Pete Seeger wasn't talking about these sort of boxes but from the moment I saw this view in Toowong cemetery, his song sprang to mind and I couldn't get it out of my head.
We drive past Toowong cemetery almost on a daily basis and for ages I have had the idea that there would be a good photograph in there somewhere. This is only a very small portion of what is a huge cemetery. Absolutely prime real estate too.
Given the subject, I thought it demanded the B&W treatment
And now that tune will be making its rounds in my head for the rest of the day, and likely this image will accompany it. This place looks like a lovely spot to retire to. I like the slope of the land.