Flower Power

Thought I had learnt this amazing new way to upload pictures to blog other than laboriously noting the number of each one and unploading backwards to keep them in right order for the writing.... , but no such luck, they have all gone to edit as single items, arrrrggghhh, so, in the spirit of getting laptop to paper, I shall ignore the gazillion wildflower photos, bird photos and dead tree photos that I have done over the past two weeks and will try to paint pictures with words instead.

My last post ended just before the final Mass (unless there are any Sinatra type leave takings in the wings, lol) held for the Brs and old boys current staff and invited guests. Our weekend really began on the Thursday night which we had designated for our staff get together to farewell those leaving after the service on Saturday. We invited all and sundry on site as there were already extra Brs around and ended up with about 30 for barbeque dinner. Yay for the 1/2 44 gallon drums again and a good supply of wood. Meat was supplied by school so the rest of us turned up with salads and desert items and a pleasant time was had by all. As the evening progressed, and several libations were taken on board, the atmosphere became somewhat festive indeed. We had music and as the Brs peeled off heading for more quieter venues, the rest partied on with dancing and singing. Out of the evening came an idea of a choir for the last service as we had the bloke who was organising it in the midst of the revelry and he thought it was a good idea. Practice was set for 10am the next day.

Seven of us made up the choir with two of those playing guitars for music. I had only heard two of the songs before but felt better once I had music to sight read and after several run throughs. Friday was a quietish day for most and then Sat it was all on. The day was not without its challenges naturally. The biggest blow was that the plane bringing over 20 guests up from Perth got turned back at the airport in Geraldton because it was too foggy to land!!!!!! One bloke on board had come back from overseas to attend the day so it was pretty gutting all round. However, the sun came out, fog lifted and we ended up with a beautiful day.

Just before the service began, one of the Perth Brs came up to me and asked if I would do a reading during the service to which I replied, was I the only person whose name he knew, lol (this was to be standing in for someone else who was late). It was only one line so after giving him a hard time, said yes. Then, not long after the service began, I got told that the original bloke asked to read had turned up. Couldn't catch anyone's eye so at the bit when the group was to process up, I hesitated, the bloke concerned didn't move, so like one of Brown's cows, I straggled up to the alter to stand in line for my great moment. So there I was, the only female in the service (Anglican at that, lol), alongside old boys and elderly Brs for my moment in the sun. Got the sentence out without any trouble and managed to depart in a group with appropriate genuflection to the alter almost in unison before resuming my chorister spot, lol.

Once the service finished everyone went outside and wrote their names on on a rock (with permanent markers,) which in turn was placed in a pile to be taken down to Old Camp to go on/around the original cairn and to go over the time capsule that will be buried beneath the rocks. Then it was back into the chapel for speeches and a powerpoint photo presentation done by the WM on the history of Tardun. She had set it to music - one of the songs - 'You Raise Me Up' to which one old Br sang quietly along to while others hummed. That undid more than a few so there were lots of moist eyes at the close of the presentation.

There was a brilliant lunch after the service and then a decision was made to get out the old KFC bus (named for its colours), with the WM at the wheel to go to the Old Camp where the school originally began. One of our current staff, also an old boy, had been down there for two weeks painting all the rocks that outline where the kitchen, stores, and tents were laid out. He also completely redid the area around the original cairn in the emblem of Christian Bros Tardun which was outstanding, right down to the latin words of the school motto. The wild flowers carpeted the surrounding areas so it looked amazing.

There were heaps of left overs so all on site gathered back up at school for dinner and then several of us got set up for a campfire at our cook's place which is my neighbour to the back of my abode. The fire had been laid out with a circle of rocks and we had set up with wood at the ready and chairs etc earlier, no big party planned, just a nice chill out and debrief session. It was a full moon so a lovely night. There was some difficulty getting the fire lit so I walked over to get some dried grass from a patch further away from the house. Walking back with two handfulls and into the darkening evening, I completely missed seeing a log on the ground and the next thing I knew, with the greatest of ease I was flying through the air, and whallop, landed half in and out of the fire, hitting my chest fair in the solar plexis on one of the rocks, though the rest of me strangely seemed to hit the ground flat all at once, no time to put arms out to break the fall. FORTUNATELY, the fire had not yet ignited so did not have flames to contend with, but lay very still for several seconds to ascertain pain levels in case I had broken anything. The next thing I had to do was to roll on my side, lifting my knees into my chest as I had winded myself and needed to breathe. How lucky I was to have fallen off a horse at 12yrs old, and being able to recognise that I was winded, than the panic I experienced back then when I couldn't get a breath after hitting the ground. By that time, the WM who had been inside the house had shot out because her boys thought I was dead or dying so it was all very dramatic while I was first told to lie still, and then helped up after I had assured all and sundry I was all right. Great start to the night. I couldn't help laughing thinking that not too many hundreds of years ago some may have just further pushed me further onto the fire, and added more wood, lol. Once up on my feet, I was sat down in a chair and fussed over but surprisingly I was OK (possibly in shock though, lol). Needless to say, no one topped that entrance for the rest of the evening. It wasn't a late night as all in all it had been a big day and once back home took a couple of panadol and a hot water bottle to bed as preventative for what pain may have been on the way. (no bruising ever appeared!!!!)

Sunday, the WM, our office lady and I spent the day getting in touch with the inner creative child, at the old Mullewa railway station making cards. Came away with 7 cards and creative urges satisfied, lol.

Last week we had one of the honchos visiting with his wife to see how we were all travelling with the closing process. We had a shared dinner with all staff still on site up at the WM's place which was fun - we have been having lots of shared meals, morning teas and lunches - its so hard being out of work, heh heh. We decided to take the honcho and his wife out to see wildflowers so picture this, car heading out to where we had been the weekend before, with the kiwi giving directions on where to go!!!!!!!

What can I say about the wildflowers at the moment - they are just simply splendiferous. Those who have been here for the last six years say this is the best they have ever seen them. Picture acres and acres of green wheat, with areas of scrub maybe in the middle or slightly on top of a rise and carpets of white, pink or yellow looking like the froth from the tide all through the scrub, ending at where the green starts. The white has been out for about three weeks and is slightly on the turn, with carpets of pink and yellow coming on behind and in some places purple daisies. At the office lady's farm there was this huge paddock covered in pink and white everlasting daisies so we actually lay down amongst them for one of our photo shoots. I scanned every inch for lurking bugs before being persuaded to get on the ground, lol. Best of all has been finding the bush orchids about the place. Most are tiny so an eagle eye is required. Two days ago, midst assignment procrastination, the DP asked me if I would like to go to Morawa - about 45mins away. The trip took us 4 hours, lol because apart from the stops on the way to Morawa, we took a different road back passing through an old campsite that was carpeted with flowers and then to a dam at Canna where I found donkey orchids and two new varieties, then another stop at the old store where there were more photos to be taken. The DP reckoned he had never been on location with a mad flower photographer before, lol but it was all good.

Got my first assignment away last Monday. It involved a drive to Mullewa to post it as there as mail is neither being delivered or posted on a daily basis from here anymore. I think there is a move to get a post office box at Mullewa but not sure entirely what is happening there yet. So about an hour and a bit trip to post a letter....... got some good photos on the way back though, lol.

Have been playing with my new toy over the last few days - I went crazy and bought an ipod last weekend and a docking station which means I can play it like a stereo!!!! The WMH has a similar set up and took me shopping once I had made up my mind to get one. We priced ipods all over Geraldton and then walked into the Good Guys (like Noel Leemings prob) and they were having a massive sale - 15% off the ipod (as long as it was silver, lol) and 25% off the docking station - my favourite kind of pricing. I got a 120 GB one that I can store photos on as well - woohoo the 21st centuary or what, lol. I had been thinking of getting some sort of sound system so this is portable and small (but loud, lol) so fits all the ticks till I get a sense around sound system again.

Its the Mullewa Show this weekend so imagine at some stage will be going to that, plus the flower show is on as well. There are caravans and motor homes everywhere, (cluttering up the roads, lol) as people are coming from far and wide to see the flowers. This is just the first wave of flowers too so if anyone feels the need to come see them, September should be good as well.
Am in the midst of my next assignment so will try and get some photos up by next post, which hopefully will not take as long as this one to germinate.