It had to happen one day. Two ram clients, a stock agent and two carloads of cousins from "the big smoke" will be turning up today – all separately - and the cupboard is bare.
Any country girl worth her stripes must have a vertically striped shirt.
As we drove in to the ANZAC Day march and service last weekend, my husband attempted to explain to three small girls who have lived a life of sunshine – quite a bit of it thanks to the drought they were all born into – what a war was and why this day in particular was so important to their country.
I'm a transcontinental author, and feeling like a "real" writer as I type this, not so much hunched over a darkened desk in a gloomy garret in a foreign clime, as perched on the toilet seat lid in the tiny flouro-lit bathroom off a nondescript room in a Nullabor motel.
The recently released guide to the draft of the Murray Darling Basin Authority plan for the region's water has had an incredible impact in the regions it will affect. That's no surprise when one considers the footage which has aired on television news bulletins all around the country.
On the edge of reason .. oops … Australia …
Well we have made it across the Nullarbor, spent a week in Kalgoorlie and overnighted at chateau drought-stricken farm.
Daylight savings is growing on me.
We went through Carnarvon which flooded just before Christmas, the main north highway just reopened but still showing evidence of the floods up to neck height on the fence-lines of what were a month ago thriving plantations.
