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Images of Tragedy

Some times it's hard to understand the scope of a tragedy, from just hearing about it.

The fires that started on Saturday in country Victoria have been classified as the worst natural disaster in Australian history.

The Age has a collection of reader photos during the fires, and photos of the aftermath. I had a look at a map, and Yarra Glen, one of the places mentioned in the first collection of photos, is less than 50km from my home. Kinglake, the place with the highest count as a result of the fires, is only about 75km away (about 46 miles). That's terrifying.

And what's worse is that authorities believe that a number of the fires were deliberately lit.

A word of warning: some people may find the pictures disturbing.

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aeduna
Feb. 11th, 2009 03:04 am (UTC)
This map might help with picturing some of the fire locations.
http://mapvisage.appspot.com/fires/FireMap.html
halloranelder
Feb. 11th, 2009 03:19 am (UTC)
Thank you.
kashiichan
Feb. 11th, 2009 10:57 am (UTC)
Yeah, I've been following this pretty closely.
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This desert flower
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This fire burns
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I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

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I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

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This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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