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NFHM Blogging Challenge - Week 4

Week 4 - Sunday 28 August



August is National Family History Month in Australia and Australian Family and Local History bloggers thought it would be a great idea to have a - Blogging Challenge!  Everyone is welcome to join in, even if you don't live in Australia, we'd love to hear from you and hear your stories.

Australian poet Dorothea Mackellar in her poem My Country talks of a "sunburnt country, a land of sweeping plains, of rugged mountain ranges, of droughts and flooding rains".  What does "country" or place mean to your family?  What makes your place unique or special? What are the features or landmarks  that stand out in your family history?

Share your stories with us on or around Sunday 28 August and link them using the Mr Linky widget below so we have one central place to read all the stories on this theme.


Comments

Vicki's Blog said…
Thank you Alex for organising this challenge for National Family History Month. Vicki
Kerryn Taylor said…
Thanks Alex I did enjoy this blogging challenge.
TravelGenee said…
Alex, finally thought of a topic for place. Thanks again for organising this challenge. Fran
Shauna Hicks said…
A bit late but I have just finished your challenge. Thanks Alex for some interesting topics for NFHM 2016
My final post for the challenge has been completed. A little late again, but better late than never.
Thanks for hosting this challenge I've really enjoyed posting my aritcles. Now off to read everyone else's submissions.

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