I went up to Dad's for a quick visit on the weekend. He seems to be getting along well on his own although I do think that he is a bit lonely sometimes without Mum.
Ben drove me up there and we met up with Rhonda and the dogs Bluey (pictured) and Bella and went for a beautiful walk along the creek near Dad's old place.
We saw lots of frolicking young steers (cattle) some fabulous wombat holes and just marveled at nature, it was great.
I did not want to leave.
In this picture, that Rhonda took, you can see Mt. Tinnagroo in the background.
This is all for now I have been a bit busy with my college course and also a bit down about the lack of comments (I know it is silly of me)
I know that lots of people visit but only a loyal few leave me a message...I almost deleted this blog last night but was talked out of it...It is only human to want feed back... Perhaps I need it more than most due to some kind of childhood trauma... WHO KNOWS?
thanks everyone,
xox eve xox
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are my comments not enough for you? nice picture by the way. when you are out with Rhonda, do you always ask for assisstance by singing "help me rhonda"?
NO. As I know she will start singing "Evie let your hair hang down"
Been there done that!
good to hear from you...My loyal few...
every drunken Irish man who ever walked in a london pub sings "oh danny boy" to me as though he was the first person to think of it!
Oh so we all have songs... yes I feel your pain.
I also love it when people say "happy new years...EVE ha ha ha ha"
like I have never heard THAT one before ...you are sooooo clever.
And every pub has 'evie' on the duke box...EVERY pub
xox eve xox
I can see you are hard at work like I am ;) keep up with the TAFE work, it will be worth it.
Please don't delete your blog, it's great and I would really miss it... as Bulldog says, aren't we good enough for ya?
Since you are in wombat country here is a wombat fact: when we were camping at new years the mummy wombat and its baby would come right through our camp site at dawn and dusk every day - they are not shy and we did not try to scare them off. One morning I found mummy wombat had left a generous deposit near the back of our tent (lucky it does not smell). The next morning, I saw the two trails of footprints in the dew, the mummy had charged straight through but the baby footprints did a detour up to the pile of poo which was magically GONE. Yum. Which just goes to show that the baby needs to get the microbes from its mummys stomach to digest tough native plants. I heard roos do the same thing, but I've never seen it... will keep eyes open next time when camping :)
BTW the guy who does Chef's voice in South Park has died today. No more hits like 'suck on my salty chocolate balls' :(
marky mark x
At least you don't constantly get told the 2 Amanda jokes, one about Amanda Hugandkiss and the other one about what's better than eating a mandarin.
That is a lovely photo. I'm probably guilty of not commenting as much lately. It's getting hard for me to get around to everyone!
everybody else in the world ever, has asked me to point out that It is difficult not to comment less and less, when you post less and less to comment over. That's not my oppinion you understand, I think everybody else in the world ever is wrong, but I am the messenger, what could I do?
Don't worry darling, it's the welsh/german way of saying post MORE not less;^)
I looked on myspace, youtube, facebook, yourspace facespace and boobtube and yours is definitely the most charming blog around. Keep up the good work SS x
P.S. 'A wombats burrow is passed down from one generation to the next' - wishful thinking? :)
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