Australian pioneers had a hard row to hoe. Literally. The barren hard clay that too often received too little rain is a far cry from the lush homeland farms of England and Ireland.
Little wonder that our first farmers turned to God to help them see past their perennial struggles in a harsh land, and to find some beauty in their faith. I was simply passing through when the setting sun caught these leadlights in a blaze of colour.
I stopped and stood in the shadow of the cool stones that are a monument to the courage and faithfulness of those families.
Giclee print on rag paper, 12cm x 12cm
$200.00 framed, Edition of 5