Ploughing to the horizon
We have gorgeous sunsets out here. They don’t last long – the sun literally plunges from the sky. But for a few moments, minutes if you are lucky, Mother Nature lets it rip. I should have been cooking dinner for…
Hondo’s Hero
We have two pups here at Granite Glen – not pet pups, working pups. There’s a difference. Working dogs are not soft and cute and allowed in the house, or even the house yard – they don’t carry too much…
When old Footballers Make Bad Decisions – Long Story Short
Last entry I told you (at length) about my husband’s re-entry into the world of football. They say “a picture paints a thousand words”… Two should be worth a novel… Nuff said. Bush Babe PS how is it possible that…
When old footballers make bad decisions – short story long
My darling husband is an ex-footy player. I met him after his first-grade league rugby career was finished by an untimely collapsed lung. He doesn’t talk much about this stage of his life – he is a big guy (6’2”)…