Brookton
19th to 28th October, 2010Beyond the Perth Hills in the wheatbelt, lies a little town called Brookton, where Wayne's dad and Keris live on a 100 acre property. We were spoilt there by the sounds of nothing other than the bleating of sheep and the songs of the native birds ringing through the breeze.
The kids had a daily ritual of an afternoon tractor ride with Grandad when the days work was done. They had the opportunity to see the running of a sheep farm and sheep shearing in process. They sat in a hay baler while it was baling the hay. They all loved the farm and were glad when school was over for the day so they could go and explore.
Wayne helped his Dad finish off his new abode and we had our most unique camp site yet - the camper trailer set up in the shed!
Laying the last of the flooring.
Manda's parents come to visit.
The farm at sunset!
Haybaling at night - the kids are all inside!
The shearing shed. The boys had Love Song Dedications on in the background - funny!
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