A couple of weekends ago, Danny and I trekked a few hours south of the border for his Mum's wedding. Danny's home town is a little country one on the North Coast of New South Wales; visiting his family and their farm there is always kind of like a glimpse into a different world. Everything is green and luscious, family members are abundant and animals are fully present and represented as close by as the back verandah.
There were flowers. Oh yes; an
abundance of beautifully tended flowers!
There were odd pieces of particular interest; Bits of neglected sheds and cattle-related places, knives in public places and cool things like piles of split wood. Not being generally outdoorsy? I found all of this pretty excellent.
There were little people popping out from the farm's very seams.
(Our niece; Baby K)
(A second cousin, Baby R.)
(The cheekiest of all, Little B.)
Plus, you know, there was an actual wedding.
Farewell, Taree. Until next time!
