For a while, now, I have admired a certain little woolshed near where I live, featured in earlier posts that you can see here and here. Today I got to see it from a new perspective – from inside the paddock in which it sits, as I rode behind the grain truck in the fire unit while I was helping with harvest.
This is Bill: he lives in Leitchville, a dairying town north of Melbourne, just south of the Murray River. By chance, I drove past his front yard, and stopped – agog – as I took in all his tractors. After a minute of taking photos of his primer pink-painted number, Bill materialised with a grin from a back shed and introduced himself, and after a while we discovered that a neighbour of his once lived in my town. He was more than happy for me to take a wander and photograph whatever took my fancy, and as I was saying my goodbyes he invited me back another time for a proper tour of the area.