The fierce Marie Linke called by, full of the excited conversation of an adventurer becoming fluent in the Australian outback. She brought food and drink, transport and valued company at this warped time. And she attacked my dishes. We discussed her Outback photography and the height of kitchen sinks. She felt they are designed by architects to suit the level best fitting some bloke's ideal Barossa frau. We agreed that somebody should invent an adjustable height sink/kitchen bench to assist us swayback six-footers. While Mars cleaned her camera, I took this image of the trippy stuff I saw developing behind her:
Then she walked over to the Yangarra Estate winery, and came back with these:
2 comments:
Oh, how you crack me up! I will forever be blessed that we met, even though I am now exiting the wine industry at a furious roadrunner speed pace:) It was a pleasure, Sir. I feel honoured to call you my friend:)
Bet she had trouble finding the car, though.
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