These were also found at the Wondai Flower Show.
And there were statues.
There was also fruit, vegetables, food, and many other things for the gardener.
This is for people looking for changes to their life. There will also be a piece of poetry, or story, pictures.
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Monday, April 20, 2015
Wondai Flower Show
I went on a bus trip to the Wondai Flower Show a few days ago.
The morning started with rain. I rose at 4.30 to be ready to catch the bus. Rain had been falling over the early hours. Didn't bode well for a good day.
By time we reached our destination the sun did shine. Puddled and mud were left by the rain. Good weather for the farmers. A little shower came just as we were getting on the bus to go into the town for lunch.
Someone found a novel way to deal with used tyres.
Then there were other art works made with metal.
The morning started with rain. I rose at 4.30 to be ready to catch the bus. Rain had been falling over the early hours. Didn't bode well for a good day.
By time we reached our destination the sun did shine. Puddled and mud were left by the rain. Good weather for the farmers. A little shower came just as we were getting on the bus to go into the town for lunch.
Someone found a novel way to deal with used tyres.
Then there were other art works made with metal.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Shop of clocks
I went away over Easter on a bus trip. We went to a lot of places I hadn't been. I had heard my aunt talk about the area. Her family owned a dairy farm there years ago. She complained the hill were hard on the knees. I know know what she meant. The old knees of some were feeling the strain after walking through the shops on the main street. The traffic was like an ant trail moving both ways along the streets.
Below are some photos I took in the House of Clocks at Montville.
Below are some photos I took in the House of Clocks at Montville.
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