The paddocks have been reploughed for the first time since the recent flooding and planting is underway. They are like dark chocolate for as far as the eye can see - still tastes like dirt. The black soil gets a crust on it that prevents the new shoots coming through - so the irrigators are used to keep that top layer soft, even if it seems like we've had enough rain. That's Mount Fraser on the horizon, and Mt French reflected in the mirror. Gives new meaning to "point and shoot".
Coming home last evening and that's Mount French, a different angle, in the last of the sun before the storm came through.