It was a lovely sunny start, all went well on the drive in the Western Star Truck which looks like a TRUCK. It would, it is Australian made, and it feels like a truck as well, every bump and hole in the road registers on the spine.
The first pick up was at a farm that like the truck was archetypal FARM with a rusting yellow Leyland truck that obviously still works its pitch and the pig pens full of fattening porkers. That big pink one in font gave me the evil eye when I first approached. They give the appeaance of great intelligence. George Orwell knew a thing or two!
Half an hour later we were at the next farm where I got the pics of the pictorial cows and rusty wagon sub structure. I included the horses because of the one under the blanket which is a very common sight around here, they must be protecting them against bities I think because it has been warm enough for them not to need blankets.
Twenty minutes later we were at the third pick up and three quarters done. This was a standard sort of spot but the calves were in a special pen and they came to meet me when I approached them. They seemed friendly unlike the pig was at first.
The pic of the purple flowers is included as they are everywhere at the moment – so beautiful, like Scottish heather and the thistle to resonate with the comparison.
We drove through Warwick to get to the last farm which is where the stone-fetching dog hangs out and they had even more purple flowers. On the way home, just near Purga we got a phone call telling Al to take the truck home and wait for a phone call – the factory was full and it would be many hours before he could dump his load. We were grateful – he could stretch his poor neck and I could get on with a few other things… in the end we went to the shops to buy nice food to celebrate January 1 and parked off in the recliners. I slept on the bed later as well. We set the table on the verandah, lit the mosquito coils, sticks and candles and ate our delicious prawns with Hollandaise and salad, ice cream with cherries and strawberries and enjoyed the evening, the peace and palm silhouettes.
The only other thing of note that we have done is prepare a big pile of boxes for the Warwick pig and calf auction when next Alan can get to go there… cleaning out stock that has sat with us for too long is wonderfully cleansing. Say good bye to mistakes and start again!! Roll on 2012.