I hate fire. It’s on the top of my Things to Avoid list, like cyclones, earthquakes and having to punch a shark to stop it from eating me.
Due to the ongoing fight to save our environment the sugar cane in Australia is rarely burned these days. Gone are the evenings you could drive around here and spot cane fires igniting the landscape (literally).
One regular occurrence however is the burning of the ‘trash blanket’ – the leftovers from cutting (dead leaves, etc).
Normally I would scream and run if I saw someone with matches trying to torch the fields, but last week this was totally under control so I got some pictures from the safety of my Writer’s Nook.
The next day I did my regular dog walk to Scary Gully. The sugar cane has been cut there as well and the dogs loved rolling around in the trash blanket.
I couldn’t find the farm dog, Tammy. I call her the farm dog because she belongs to my parents-in-law and was here before my dogs came. She is a rescue dog, but still has some very bad habits (like chasing cars). I don’t want my dogs to follow her
paw-prints example so this is one of the main reasons I have put up the fence.
I figured she must have gone back to the creek for a dip, but then I spotted her.
Can you spot Tammy? I’ve given you a not-so-subtle clue with the arrow 😉
Have a great week!