Mostly there was sunshine but sometimes rain. The long drought is still too close a memory for us to not welcome rain even on holiday. We are still at Shellharbour here, you can see the steelworks at Port Kembla in the distance. Musing: From The Storm by Theodore Roethke "Along the sea-wall, a steady sloshing of the swell, The waves not yet high, but even, Coming closer and closer upon each other; A fine fume of rain driving in from the sea, Riddling the sand, like a wide spray of buckshot, The wind from the sea and the wind from the mountain contending, Flicking the foam from the whitecaps straight upward into the darkness."
I expect to see heat rising from the bitumen in front of that truck. Can smell the diesel from here.
ReplyDeleteI wonder what that means?? Are they using something to make the harvest easier? I love seeing fields of this, the photo you had earlier was so amazingly beautiful. Nice follow-up.
ReplyDeleteEven the truck seems to suffer from the heat ...
ReplyDeleteharrumph! Canola that's been genetically modified to grow into bitumen, so that there'll be no sign of us after the big.... well the big whatever!
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*grn*
ReplyDeleteHe's over his jetlag, and he's back online!
harrumph! What a wonderful grumpy
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Though I agree that Canola is naughty the way it so quickly escapes from the field to the wild. Makes a total joke of pretending that genetically modified crops can be quarantined and controlled.