things i miss about Australia

[black_sunset]

the bush seeing the stars at night my farm the blue blue skies the way the warm breeze blows on your face at night time on the back lawn flee flee and ruby and rufus and shenzi and the chooks my sisters my friends the beach walking around barefoot a tan driving with the window down the kangaroos in the bull paddock, and on the big flat at sunset mums cooking farm work shearing the smell of bushfire smoke the sound of the dogs barking at the foxes the silence dad turning the water pump on the sound of the landrover starting in the morning dad blowing his nose in the kitchen when he gets up in the morning macca on a sunday morning the sound of a car approaching the farm * you can hear it coming about 2 ks before they arrive at the homestead* lemongrass tuna nice fresh fish yabbying in the river ants crawling all over oyu when you sit on the lawn the smell of freshly cut grass the sound of the cows when they are in the cattle yards the dust dad practicing his music in the shed beers on the back lawn on a balmy night the sound of the verandah door banging shut getting into the truck to go to a fire coming home after a fire, tired, emotional, hot, dirty and getting into a cold shower and having a beer the smell of smoky clothes mums coffe and apple cake at lamb marking tome the dew on the grass when you get up at dawn the cookaburras watching a storm come in the first whiff of the sea breeze after a 45 degree day the first shoots of grass after a long summer the sound of bones crunching under the mower driving thru the water in the winter watching the river rise and fall as the seasons change eating bush onions from the ground poking sarah in the eye just testing if shes really reading this christmas at our house the way it used to be getting the good chair the whole night in the longeroom lying on the carpet infront of the potbelly wildflower walks mushrooms picking pattersons curse searching burning off the bamboo at the bottom of the shed mulberry picking, while trying not to be bitten by ants running away from the chooks when you let them out...the more you run, the scarier they get playing wars tying all our bikes together making cubby houses i miss rabbit mums birthday cakes going into the pantry after shopping day mangoes cherry ripes crunchies choc milk roast chook helping dad whenwe butcher a sheep driving around in my car the wide roads red rooster friendly people good customer service men who are men, and not pussies like over here smoking weed with the hoaths having a deep and meaningful conversation with the fry boys driving up to the baramba gate after a long time away from home the beach road house cowalla the way the river is yellow, but we still drink from it the leaches!! hours spent down at the river in the summer. wow i really miss that