The yellow flowers on the roadside are canola. How annoying is that, when I wanted to see it in the field its flowers had all gone and yet in the wild they are still flowering weeks later.
Temperature 36C.
Temperature 36C.
"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring"
William Wordsworth
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.