Tag: Jackadgery

Chugging along

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CWWC: Roads (or any which way) with vehicles

Here I am, sitting at the computer in tracky dacks, sloppy joe and thick socks. It is raining, only slightly so far but it is quite cool and raining. It is 17C outside. The past few weeks have been in the low to mid 30’s and Wednesday it was 40C. There are fires all over the east coast, I have friends who lost their houses in 2019 were saved this time only just. There isn’t any fires near me, just the air is tainted with the smell of the burning bush. This rain has eased my fire PTSD and has given me hope that my garden won’t die.

What has my weather to do with which way? Well, quite often when it rains my road is getting grading and rolling to remove the pumps, holes and hollows or it rains just after. There isn’t any action on my road today or in the foreseeable future as it was done a few months ago.

Here they come for another pass. Those white posts are at my entrance

It’s six hundred and thirty metres from my gate to the end of the road

The roller just rolling on

Chugging down to the end of the road to turn around and do it again on
the other side

I live just down the road apiece

A flower from the past

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Cee’s FOTD
Bren’s Floral Friday

Yesterday I went for a drive to Jackadgery to get some milk from the only shop and petrol station close to my place. There’s not much there any more. We have a community hall, a bush fire brigade shed and the old school house. My girls started school there and we were a part of the school community as well. The school closed in 1995 or there abouts, as there wasn’t enough children attending (my girls had left many years before to go to high school) and the Government at the time was hell bent on ridding itself of schools like this as they weren’t financial for their liking.

One thing we did to the school grounds was to plant gardens. A lot of them have gone, like the sensory garden, but some of the hardier plants are still going.

I had forgotten about this lovely light pink Hibiscus. Of course I snapped off a branch to strike some cuttings.