For Tom. Sing on.....
post depicted a rather de-populated Talbot, so I thought I would
share a little more of its quirky charm and inhabitants, past and present.
As I was there for a family and ancestral reunion, it got me thinking about
ancestry; one's line of forebears, the daily lives and preoccupations of those
long gone. The graves under the quiet gums; no trace of motivation or the force that drove the fuse and flower of their lives. To be honest, although intriguing and moving, these ancestors are largely mute; fragments, frames frozen in
Yeats put his finger on a living lineage: each of us, agèd or not, is but
coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing…..”
One way Soul tends to
sing through time is by words preserved, or other evidence of the deeper
excavations of the spirit. Thousands were lured here by the call of gold to
scrabble in the dusty bush, but how many tried to mine the gold within?
Fred's Truck Paintings, at the High Culture end
of Talbot life.
(click to enlarge)
Four generators, lovingly tended by their Guardians and set to display their noisy accomplishments for the admiration of passers-by.
Domestic treasures of Antiquity, bent, rusty, enigmatic, overflowing into the yard of their ramshackle habitation
The Lyons Commercial Hotel at the funeral of its proprietor, my great-grandfather Patrick Lyons. On the balcony great-grandmother Catherine and their six daughters: Kate,Grace, Dot, Mary, Annie, Honora. And the Hotel today, with the front section demolished. Old Inglewood Cemetery where
many of the Chinese who came to seek their fortunes lie under the scrubby soil
where they were digging. Their rusty pans and pails are still scattered about among
the graves, one of which can be seen in the bottom left of the picture.
hotel was nearby. Likely only a tent, or other insubstantial structure, not a trace remains but a few ceramic shards in the dirt.
Talbot station. Tickets to nowhere are still available on the walls.
The Line goes on.
Great-grandson Peter waits where his father, grandfather and great-grandfather once stood.