We are waiting for the rain and instead get strong winds blowing up dust everywhere. Here’s a few couple before it really turned ugly! Not happy farmers today, having to watch their paddocks be blown away to another place. Its trying to rain but the wind shifts it before it can set in. Don’t park under trees or let small animals out of the house!

Here’s the final cover for The Family Farm and the blurb from the back cover Isabelle Simpson longs to take over the family farm, but her ailing father is locked in a tragedy of the past and won’t give her the break she deserves. The stand-off between them threatens to tear the family apart. Izzy decides to break free and make a new start for herself – even though that means leaving the handsome Will Timmins and all her mixed emotions about him behind. But when hardship falls on the farm again, Izzy returns with an even greater determination to resolve the family feud. As she gathers with her friends in the close community under the shade of the gum-tree tavern, confessions are made, long-held secrets are revealed and hearts are set free. Set under the blazing blue skies and in the golden wheat fields of Western Australia, this is a colourful story of family

Does this old girl still go…for sure! This post hole digger belongs to my uncle and we borrowed it to do all our post holes for our fence around the house. Beats doing them by hand. It’s a tow start job, and you need to put air in the tyres and fill it up with oil, but she still runs. They don’t make them like that anymore.

It was a glorious afternoon and we were all sitting around this beautiful shady lilac tree on the lawn having a few drinks. Blake (my three year old) was having fun climbing the tree and my Aunty Di took this photo of him. He is a boy all over and loves driving around in their buggy, although his pop had to make extensions on the pedals, so that he could reach them. Below: Their beloved buggy, with Mackenzie is taking her cousin Trent for a ride.

This is the small town of Pingaring. The People. The Place. Or so it says on our community number plates! There are five houses in our town, plus a shop and the local hall. We also have a golf course around a large granite rock behind the town, as well as the tennis/cricket club and the old school which is now used as a community centre/playgroup. We live directly opposite the railway line, which is great when trains go past at all times of the night, and the CBH bins. Co-operative Bulk Handling Group is who my husband works for. He runs the Pingaring bin at harvest when they take in all the farmers’ grain. We only take wheat and barley in Pingaring. I write about the bins in my book The Family Farm so this picture will help those of you who’ve never seen them understand.