Sometimes the opportunity to be a little bit spontaneous comes along, and you just have to go with it. On Saturday I had plans for a day in the garden, and then in the sewing room, but at 9.30 my friend Helen rang. She was on her own for the day, going to see some Kelpie puppies, and needed to borrow my dog crate in case she brought one home. I offered the dog crate, and invited myself along too. Mereth chose to stay home and work in her garden, and babysit Dolly.
Helen is the farmer friend with the chooks that I looked after earlier on this year. She works such long hours with her husband, it's hard to catch up with her, so the long hours on the drive were perfect for lots of chatting and laughter and silliness.
We were going to Tanunda, a town in the Barossa valley, right in the heart of the wine district. It's very different countryside from our mid-north town, lots of green vineyards and trees, and an avenue of red roses that stretched for kilometres.
This stone building is quite amazing, fantastic use of natural stone.
The puppies were four months, tall and gangly and desperate for attention. One of them seemed a nice sensible eager dog, and he didn't bark constantly like the other two. It was an obvious choice, so we loaded him into the crate and set off home.