Eggsellent Easter

Hello, friends! Happy Week of Guilt- Free Chocolate Eating! Could there be a better time of year?

I hope you all had a marvellous and relaxing weekend!

My Easter was spent visiting relatives in the remote town of Miles, 340km west of Brisbane; an annual tradition. Whilst I didn’t milk any cows, there was no shortage of dairy over the weekend, let me tell you. I ate so much chocolate that I gave myself a belly ache!

You know, there’s definitely something about the country that resonates with me. Perhaps being a city gal makes for a refreshing change, especially in a town of 1,300 people. The roads are bare and wide, everybody knows everybody, policemen are your friends, and the scent of visitors is a distinct one. Wendy who owns the newsagency could tell I was foreign; she knew my uncle, too.

Anywho! Pictures or it didn’t happen, right? Here are a few snaps from my weekend in the dry and dusty outback of Queensland, Australia!

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Roma, QLD (1.5 hours west of Miles)

The weather has been so dry over the last couple of months that the cows were being agisted (relocated to food supply in exchange for payment between land owners).

 

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Roma, Qld

I’m definitely getting some Beatles nostalgia here! They walk with such swagger and style. If I was a heifer I know who I’d be calling… (is that weird?)

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Roma, Qld

This cow was eyeing me off. Can’t blame him – he was naked and vulnerable whilst I was in tow with a nosy camera.

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Miles, Qld

Uncle Mel obliviously contributing to what would become a gorgeous photo.

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Miles, Qld

This is always the highlight of our trips. May I present to you: Uncle Mel and Aunt June’s museum! It occupies the side of their house and is home to antiques and miscellaneous gems. Their museum was listed as a tourist attraction of their . If anything, this photo is indicative of the country’s trustworthy environment. You wouldn’t store treasures outside your house in Brisbane, that’s for sure!

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Miles, QLd

On Saturday, my family attended Roma’s ‘Easter in the Country’ festival. When Mel spotted this little fella at one of the stalls, it was love at first sight. Mel incidentally retrieved his new pride and joy and accompanied it with a very appropriate sign. Unbeknownst to his purchases, this is how our conversation transpired that afternoon:

Me: “Did you buy anything today?”

Mel: “Yes I did, Angie.”

Me: “Was it an antique?”

Mel: “It was sort of an antique.”

This is the moment our faces started lighting up.

Me (lightbulb moment): “Was it a kangaroo?!”

Mel: “Yes, it was a kangaroo!”

Me: “Was it holding a gun?!”

Mel: “Yes, it was holding a gun!”

I, too, had ogled Little Fella that day.

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Miles, Qld

The museum has inhabited the garage, too 🙂

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Miles, Qld

My favourite antiques are those with significant provenance. In this case, a compass holder from WWll. It blows my mind to imagine the journeys it travelled and people it crossed paths with.

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Miles, Qld

This water bottle is marked with the surname ‘Thompson’. It was confronting to read what was most likely a soldier’s handwriting. I want to know about him/her.

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Miles, Qld

This is Uncle Mel’s ute from the ’70s. It was driven around tracks that Mel created at his farm; my mother was lucky enough to ride this baby in its prime.

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Miles, Qld

If your street sign goes missing, you know know where to find it. Oh and the giraffe is simply beautiful, isn’t it? He bought it for about $200. I’ve devised a plan to nab its eyelashes.

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Miles, Qld

Who, who, who? Uncle Mel has the best sense of humour – his captions bring inanimate objects to life, don’t you agree?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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