Day 13 in Canberra, Australia

We only had a couple of hours at the Museum but look forward to returning soon. My photos capture the feeling I got from the stories shared within these wonderful walls. As you know I feel stories are life lessons shared. Here is "where our stories live"
Tangled, linked together, strength, worn.
Many parts, connected, relying on one another to work.
From the earth, moulded to move the earth, overtime it will return to the earth.
What was once tall, full of life. Now fallen and still.
Memories fade with time but the pain inflicts generations.
Apart from the rest, framed to gather them all.
Intertwined, turning, turning, click, click, intertwined.
Removed from home and placed in a "Home", forever in search of home.
Moments in time frozen in time, for a life time or more.
No wind to move me, no sun to warm me, taken from the elements, placed inside.
Layer behind layer, with each day the stories grow.
Grinding away time
It is all a facade!
Living in the shadows
Primary colours and shapes, complex stories shared.

So many stories from ordinary and extraordinary Australians that make this land so rich.