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Glorious gloom and signposts

Things are frantically busy here today, but I found a moment on the drive into Dash and Violet’s school this morning. The fabulous wet, heavy fog made it like driving through cotton wool and I steered off the road to press the shutter a couple of times.
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Isn’t it amazing how I always seem to find time to do things like THAT, but the beds don’t always seem to get made?  No, my priorities are fine, thanks for asking!
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People who drive by me on our local roads are starting to get used to a Prado parked randomly along the red gravel as I snatch an image while en route to somewhere.
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I wonder what they say, as they drive past my dusty, haphazardly positioned car?
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“There’s that freaky Bush Babe – shouldn’t she be doing something constructive?”
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“Hey…” (I would say in reply, in our imaginary conversation)
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” SOMEONE has to admire all the OTHER construction going on in the world, don’t they?”

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Well… don’t they?

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