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The Woolshed

My partner grew up on a Sheep Farm, every year he would work in the shearing shed. This was my first time visiting his family home, and he took me on a tour. 

The woolshed is in the middle of (at the moment) a very dry field, it smells like lanolin and sheep poo, lots of little birds have made their nests in the roof and the wind rattles everything.

Its a pretty eery place, exactly opposite to how it feels when in use, my partner says. Theres a lot of history here, and cobwebs. 

I hope with these photos, you can sense how it made me feel when I visited ...

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