Missed me by that much
I thought it looked fairly damp on the way home. I rode through this area on Tuesday. I wish that they'd get some decent rain around Chinchilla across to Roma. Then the river would run, we'd be able to pump it and then grow cotton again next year. It's been raining here for about three or four weeks. Just enough to keep the ground wet, no run-off. Knee deep in mud every time you have to do anything in a paddock. We've been draining the cattle yards with pumps and the excavator, but you still get a thick, all over coating of mud and cowshit every time we have to load out or receive cattle. They've been buying from further away lately, too; so the cattle have been flighty from being handled so much. Rooster tails everywhere.
Mmm mmm, cowshit.
Mmm mmm, cowshit.
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Sounds like that vicious sticky black soil shit. I imagine you've got powerful calf muscles operating in that all day. (Hey, I ain't making a pass, okay?)
I could play in the front row for the Eels.
If I had any skill.
And an upper body.
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