Friday, 17 December 2010

I Can Yokel It Up Like The Real Deal

When it's called for, I can get quite country

Love the you-beaut-banged-up-ute and so does Bobby (our dog)
Love making dams and cut-outs in the rain, so the water will run off the road into the old creek bed
Love stomping around the bush in my gumboots with a big old piece of tree-branch as a walking stick, fossicking for wildflowers and fungi while Bob obsesses about finding rabbits
Love the vast, clear night sky full of a squillion stars
Love all the night noises of snuffling, scuffling animals in the bush
Love the early evening birdsong and the frog choirs
Love how Frank (our cat) prowls around the place like Lord Frank of Fryerstown
Love the native plants the previous owner popped in the garden that are flowering prolifically as a result of all the rain.

Not so happy about the spiders and the MASSIVE monstrous centipedes and humongous moths and the still hiding somewhere, very VERY poisonous, snickety-snakes.


  1. could they be chanterelles?

    if so, you should pick them and eat them all up...yummmm

  2. They are TINY. Miniscule little things Martin. I was lying down and shot them on macro setting.


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