"I'm not sure what I'll do, but- well I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale."
-F. Scott Fitzgerald

Monday, 10 November 2014

What I do for rocks...

I thought I better get my afternoon down on paper, or so to speak, if I'm ever going to be good at this journal writing.

So...


Rain on Jenkins Road
The other half got home later than usual this afternoon, considering we'd made plans, I was not impressed. But anyway, we were on a mission, a mission to get me some more of a certain type of rock I'd previously used to border the fairy garden I've made for my 4yr old daughter. Simply because said 4yr old daughter has no obsession with the fairy garden I have built quite like the one I now have, and I have decided to extend. Mummy's side...Daughters side...
Well as soon as we got out of town a little bit the mood changed. To elation. It was pouring with rain on a back road. A welcome relief from the heat and humidity of the last couple months. (We are at the beginning of the wet season up here.)

We made our way out, past Noonamah, Acacia, Batchelor to Tortilla Flats. Except for the two lights we had to stop for (because of roadworks) it was a therapudic drive I have been in need of.
The drive
You wouldn't believe it, the old Stuart Highway (which runs alongside the new and has been out of use for 30 odd years) was full of machinery and more road workers. I almost cried. We'd driven almost 100kms and my secret stash of rocks were surrounded.
My ever thoughtful partner decided to take a dirt track on the opposite side so we could stop for a cigarette and about 40 feral pigs ran out from under a colvert beneath the road. There was about 15 baby ones and they were so cute, my daughter begged her daddy to catch one to take home. Which would never happen haha.
In the back of the ute
Anyway, its getting late and we decide to head home. There's a roadworks light, which is red, and my partner spots a very unused track heading into the bush. He takes it and low and behold theres the old highway. We snuck up it a bit to find the drain/colvert and where the bitumen has deteriorated is the rock fill... My rocks. Sneaky, sneaky we loaded up the ute and now there is a massive pile of rocks sitting on my front lawn. So happy.

So I better get to bed now. Will post pics of new rocks tomorrow :)

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