OLD MATES IN THE BUSH

As sunset sets behind the hills
And birds call from the branches
The sound of water in the creek
The fall of night advances

A few old mates who sit and talk
Of memories and friends
Around a campfire warm and bright
In bushland setting once again

A cup of tea a nice cold beer
And perched on some old log
A puff of dust a hind leg thumps
The flea on my old dog

The smoke that rises from the fire
Brings back the smell of bushland
Of gum leaves sharp with eucalypt
Just for an aussie bushman

A kangaroo an old wombat
Move by in quick procession
The moving piture of the bush
Brings rise to the old question

How could we move away from this
And live in towns and cities
Just give up all this peace and quiet
You really must be pitied

So I turn to God "Just in my mind"
And thank him though its late
For giving me the time and chance
To share this with old mates

Furphy

But you enjoy it LK you enjoy it

Furphy   

Yes LK and snow we get it all here in Aussie its snowed a Stamthorpe about 150km from Brisbane and we have frosts here as well but not as big as yours I would say
Cheers and enjoy we would like some pics
Furphy

I await developments LK I also am heading away for the week fly to Townsville monday and out to Richmond then to MtIsa and on to McKinley where they made the Crocadile Dundee movies and back through to Longreach Roma and Brisbane so wuill also take camera
Cheers Furphy