This was the sunset yesterday at 8 p.m. - really impressive.

Since 3 months I wanted to organize the different companies - but they decided to come all at the same time:
1. The person who erected the shed came for doing the verandah, car port, storm water drainage
and the 'whirly birds' on top of the shed.
2. The electrician came with his team for installing the solar pannels.

3. I bought a small combustion heater for the winter - on the property there are heaps of fire wood to burn.

4. Someone brought his dog and cat to be castrated (he asked whether I can do this 3 months ago).
5. The water tank for the house - ordered 4 months ago - was forgotten somehow and will be delivered next week.
Only my good friend TELSTRA is ignoring each and every complaint! The trench is still open.

Now I'm getting crazy. Really crazy. Perhaps I will end up in a psychiatric hospital but when I saw this advertisement I instantly fall in love - again.

"We have 2 camels for sale...."
One of the reasons emigrating to Australia was having my own camel and walking through the desert - like Oodnadatta or Birdsville Track. But my brain always told me to let it be. I'm an old woman and in foreseeable time I will suffer from age-based handicaps. And a camel will live much longer than me. But seeing this picture all my emotions came back. I want a camel. I will get a camel. Not this one in the advertisement. But one from the abattoir. 2 hours drive away is a place where feral camels are slaughtered for the meat market. There I will get my 'Leila' and I will raise her, train her and then do a trip through the desert.