Wagga Wagga nightfall

Late afternoon in Wagga Wagga; looking toward the river.

The grandstand at the racecourse stares out across the track and flat while, behind it, sweep the gums which reach down deep into the life giving force which is the Murrumbidgee.

It is so nice to see it full and alive.

The glow of the grandstand gable fades as the sun sinks. Galahs fly their sunset sorties; setting off to remind others that this is their place.

Night will descend swiftly soon.  I hope that some of the ideas traded today add value to tomorrow’s dawn.