“… go away, come again some other day”
But it didn’t. It just kept coming. Where to go for a rainy weather photo? Where to go that I haven’t been in the last week? I pointed the car’s nose North and as I got to the Silverstream bridge I decided to go over Blue Mountains Road into Whiteman’s Valley. For clarity, the valley is named for an early pioneer family. Separated from the Hutt Valley by the Eastern hills, it is an oasis of rural properties, small farms and a few quite opulent houses. It has been farmed since the early days of European settlement and there are a few remnants of the early days. Though the rain was not so heavy as in the Hutt Valley there was still persistent fine drizzle.
None of the farms seem big enough to justify large investment, and some of the paddocks seem to me, an ignorant “townie”, to be in need of weed control. There are some great trees that add to the picturesque qualities of the landscape.
At the North, Whitemans Valley runs into Maymorn Valley and this landscape was seen just before the Maymorn settlement was reached.
And still, it rains.