Lost by someone, found by me

Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Found

One day walking around my property I found a stone axe. A while later I found the sharpening stone. I bet the First Nations man or woman who dropped these from their dilly bags must have been so upset.

When I picked the stone axe up, I was so surprised that it fitted so well into my hand.

You can see where the axe was used to chip off pieces of rock to make the axe and perhaps flints to start fires.

Here are the other sides. The roundness of the axe fitted so well into the palm of my hand.

21 thoughts on “Lost by someone, found by me

    1. Thanks Helen. I do wonder how long they lay in the bush before I found them. My place has been used by Europeans/Australians for quite a while. I think it used to be a common track for those who came before to travel from the mountains to the river where the water is fresh.


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