Driving / My Parents House

This giant dirt mound is in Moonta, its the dirt remaining from when they dug out the mines.

On one side of it there's a set of stairs you can climb up to sit at the top. It's amazing to sit there and watch a sunrise.

This is the Hughes Enginehouse, in the Moonta mines, constructed in the 1860's to pump water from the underground mines.

This is 90% of South Australia, just fields like this.

And this is those fields after a "burn off".

In the room where I stay at my parents house, my mum has only got a big table full of her craft things, and this old dressing table which is covered in porcelain and swans.

On the left is a picture of my sisters Kim and Kelly as kids. On the right is (top) my dad as a baby and (below) my Aunty Marlene, Aunty Beverley and Uncle Malcolm. These pictures are from 1956.

This is my mum, dad, sister Amy and I, when I was about 4 (so about 1998). I just had my hair all cut off by a girl at my kindergarten, and my dress in this photo conveniently hides that I sat in a puddle ten minutes before it was our turn for a photo.

These are some of the first pictures of Lauren (and her mum) we have. As a baby, her and Jarrad looked so much alike.

I always admire our kitchen window, because it's huge and lets lots of light in. At late afternoon, it's nice to sit in the kitchen.

This is Aubrey.

Aubrey has been extra clingy since the wild kitten has made itself at home in the shed (which is Aubrey's home).

This is the old car my dad bought for a carton of beer. We still have no idea why, because he doesn't ever drive it.

These are Lauren's chickens, Starbelle and Pretty Princess (originally they were James Dean and Oranges, which I thought were much better names, but anyway). They're not happy lately because their little hut where they sleep collapsed (it was already built in the backyard before we moved in) so now they have to sleep in a box, and it outrages them even more than they're usually outraged.

My dad has severall shelves like this one.

Lauren is doing the furry dance at the Kernewek Lowender this year. I did the maypole, not the furry dance, but the costume is the same, an old petticoat, 1800's dress, white lace apron and a flower band with ribbons like this one, which my mum made. When Lauren's old enough in two years, which is the next time the Kernewek is on, she can do maypole dancing too.