Last week I went to visit a dear friend in Waikerie
on the Murray River.
I took the upper road along the river, with views of the swollen
river on one side and dry-land farming on the other.
It is a hundred mile trip one way so I stopped to stretch my legs
and met this sweet little stunted succulent plant with the prettiest
little flowers.
The last ten miles were through citrus groves and the air was
drenched with the heady, heavy scent of blossom.
I rolled down all the windows and became saturated and almost
overpowered by the pervading perfume.
At my friend's orchard the oranges were heavy with fruit and
covered in blossom.
Her little dog Muffy came along everywhere we went
and as soon as they were let out, the Guinea Fowl made a sprint
for the orchards
Orchids in the shade-house as we headed back for a cup of tea.
Laden with fruit and tired from the 200 mile drive in one day,
I got home to my very different farm well after dark,
a very happy bunny indeed.
