Odd to end the year with pictures of a dead animal, but perhaps it’s not so odd at all – today 2009 comes to a close and something that was getting long in the tooth calls it quits to make way for something…completely unknowable, quite frankly. Yeah, not so cheery. But it is truthful and that’s what matters the most, so I’m working out as I continue to age at a rate of knots. I took the pics at the base of Mount Gillamatong, Braidwood, New South Wales, this part of the world being a favourite haunt of my father’s. I’m not really sure what the bones once held together, but I’m guessing a sheep that had lost its way. That happens.