Here's how today started...
I don't go out mustering very often - in fact, I wasn't really mustering today. I was driving the Toyota along behind this mob, to give a ride to any babies who were having trouble keeping up...as it turned out, only one.
Cattle in the yards...time for a cuppa! ("Mum's got that bloody camera again...Take that thing away!")
The girls enjoy having their photos taken much more! Actually, I think they were only checking to see I hadn't stolen their babies...Oops! This little one crawled under the rail to find her mum...isn't that a sad sight? But she crawled right back again and continued hollering for the one soul in her world who could make everything right - and fill her tummy, of course!
The main reason for these photos is because I really wanted to share a different story - one you'll thank me for NOT photographing! On my return to our digs, I was met by the chewed off head of a wallaby - right at my back door. It was a bit reminiscent of Skippy meets The Godfather! And smell!!! Phew! There are currently 2 small dogs being questioned and DNA tested.....
I rolled right along to next job on the list - cleaning 'the quarters' for a young Swedish fellow who's coming to spend a few weeks in our employ...Upon opening the toilet door - I couldn't believe it...I couldn't breathe, either...A very big, very dead snake. And I thought the wallaby head smelled bad....One of the boys asked what kind of snake it was - I didn't hang around to do the DNA testing on that one...dead and big were more than enough information for me!
Not sure what makes me want to share all that with you...or what cosmic message the big guy upstairs is trying to send...what could it all mean? Maybe to appreciate that my olfactory senses are in really good nick? Perhaps a veiled reminder of the fragility of life (veiled in awful smell...)? Not sure I have any idea. What I do know is that life in the bush is wonderful - most of the time...and when it isn't, it isn't in the most convincing ways!