Quorn

We were at Quorn, in the Flinders Ranges, for a sad reason. David’s brother had died - Roy had battled cancer on and off for the past three years or so. His funeral was held on Friday and we had been up to Quorn the week before to see him just before he passed away.

I had taken some lovely photos in the town previoulsy, so I took the camera there again this time. In between family gatherings I took some photos in the rail yards in the centre of town. I think you’ll agree that the old railway and surrounding area is a photographer’s paradise.

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