… it is just about 5pm in Western Australia, the sun is on the wane, a chill is creeping into the air, and Ollie has just delivered the continental breakfast I ordered (for tomorrow morning) to the door of #8 at the Saltbush Inn in Lake Grace.
There are only seven other units, most of which seem empty, and a police car is parked outside the one next to me. Huge pink geraniums are potted around my unit. The laundry room is next to the policeman’s room.
#8 has a comfy looking queen sized bed with a light blue quilted coverlet that has silver geometric patterms on it. A desk, luggage table amd dark wood wardrobe line the wall by the door. A small kitchenette is across the room, complete with microwave, toaster, electric kettle, small fridge and the expected trays of cups and packaged coffees, teas and hot chocolates mixes. The fridge comes complete with chilled wine glasses and little creamers. A sliding door across from the bed opens up to a small bathroom wih all the standard amenities.
I am home for the next few days!
The trip from Perth to Lake Grace was pleasant and sunny and full of construction work. Very little traffic on the two lane highways and very few towns to pass through. The scenery went from low mountains with lots of bush forests to rolling hills with sheep and cattle farms to hardly any bush growth and wheat fields spreading out to flat salt lake areas and scrub plants. Most everything is dry and brown – the winter rains have just started and I expect it will be a while before things green up.
We did make a stop about midway in the town of Williams for a potty stop and cuppa with two artist friend of Martien’s. A painter and fiber artist – both very wonderful work!
We also did a lunch stop at a park in Wagin that has the absolutely best public park toilets I’ve encountered: flush toilets, plenty of paper, running water – both temps – plus soap and thick paper towels! Lovely!
And now I am taking advantage of some quiet time before going to dinner with Tania et al. Martien just very kindly dropped off a cold bottle of riesling and the little heater is chugging away warming the room.
All is right wih the world.
4 Replies to “As I write this…”
Wonderful to read of your adventure thus far! Here at home – the US has been dodging storms and coping with a series of deadly tornados. A certain Radio Guy I know is still recovering from a defeat at the hands (and racquet) of a certain TV/Radio Museum guy you know! Construction continues at our home and today will be sunny but chilly – perfect for some of your room stash of hot cocoa.
There is PLENTY OF MUD in our backyard now– in case you need some Sharonville dirt. I could open my pottery studio with all the clay…
In the meantime – have you seen many animals large or small?
Hugs from the Land Up Over…
Save me some dirt, Susan! No animals, lots of birds. Off to teach!
Hi Judy & Martien.
I’m putting aside some cream and some white garments for you Judy.
Sounds like you are having a lovely time together. Big hugs to you both.
Thanks, Anne! On all counts!