My Colourful Adventure Following Rainbows
I drove nearly 40 kilometres following this rainbow a couple of weeks ago. It started as a smudge in the sky, then I watched it form from a baby rainbow into a full one. Well, actually, it’s only half, even if it looks full to use, because I’m told that a rainbow is a full circle interrupted by the land.
A double rainbow near Condingup
What I can confirm after nearly, nearly catching those beautiful colours, is that I could see the rainbow touch the ground, I couldn’t catch it, and I didn’t manage to find the pot of gold at the end. Terribly disappointing, until I found a bit of rain.
We’ve had terribly strong winds here this weekend - over 80km per hour! There’s a bit of damage around - trees down in the driveway and that sort of thing, but nothing that a frontend loader won’t fix. That will be the firewood for next season!
This is how rainbows start! Isn’t it cool?
And it’s that time of the year where we stand around a lamb marking cradle, freezing off our fingers and noses!
A friend said to me recently: ‘I refuse to mark lambs unless it’s windy, rainy and icy.’ Obviously, there’s a bit of country humour there. We’d much rather mark on warm, sunny days. It’s better for all concerned! Lambs included. A long time ago, when I was young, I would have caught all these lambs and put them in the cradle, not giving a thought for my pelvic floor or anything else that gets a hammering when lifting heavy things.
These days, I prefer any other job to catching. I still can and I will if needed, but after catching hundreds and thousands of lambs over my farming career, my body isn’t as supple and agile as it used to be! And I like to be able to function the next day.
Lamb marking
My next round of edits for THE BURIED is due back to me this week. Detective Angie really has her work cut out for her this time with a ram raid through a corner store, and suddenly, a city detective is descending on Kalgoorlie, calling out her work. Angie gets her nose pretty out of joint with Detective Damien Carmichael.
Anyway, for now, it’s back to writing the next book called THE RUNNER. I can’t wait to tell you all about Ash and Travis, Isabella, also known as Issy, Grace and Rose. Of course, old favourites like Detective Angie and Ava will be there and some new detectives you haven’t met yet.
I have to say that I’m running out of names to use for characters. After 28 books, often with eight or ten characters, if not more, the names I haven’t used are getting a bit thin! Any ideas?
