A TRUCK AT THE SQUATTER’S REST IN TUCABIA.
We picked up this old wooden tray someplace on the Clarence and then filled it with worn out broken shards dug up in the backyard of the house in Ulmarra. I keep it to remember that one man’s pebble is another man’s gem.
I think my Blundstones will be my choice because I LOVE those boots. They have walked me through one decade of my life including 3 grandchildren, 4 deaths, a love affair or two and many house moves, taken me from Armidale to Queensland and back to my hometown. They might not look good to some people but to me they look marvellous.