In her latest blog country kid Nicole Sharp ponders the degrees of separation as people no longer experience having a connection to the land.
Look out your window and what do you see?
Well these days I see house after house and maybe the odd tree.
The old saying of you don't know what you have until it's gone is so true.
Especially after I left a rural community and headed for the big smoke of Invervegas.
A wise man once told me that nothing beats Southland farm fresh lamb chops.
He had a good point, he was my grandfather who lived in Scotland and every two years when him and my grandma travelled over for Christmas the first thing he would want was lamb chops.
A wise women then asked me where it is my love of the country comes from.
You may think that it would be an easy response but the only thing I know it is not the lamb chops on the dining table.
Then the question arose of is there a bit of country in us all?
Disappearing off the face of the earth for large amounts of time seems to be something I am really talented at.
I guess thats what happens when you're just a busy wee bee most of the time.
So for those who didn't know the Winton A & P show was on last weekend and I have to credit the committee for an amazing day.
You would all be so proud of me as I managed to leave the beer tent twice.
That morning was probably the earliest I'd been up on a Saturday (8.15am) when I didn't have to work.
She's a hard road finding the perfect women, but an ideal one not so much.
As the sun was shining for the first time in more than a month and the rain had finally buggered off, myself and a couple of the girls headed down to the Browns Sports Day for our usual antics.
This year, was a time for me to be courage and pull up my socks (so to speak) and have a go at the ideal womens comp.
Now, as you all probably know by now I don't mind a bit of mud, or getting my hands dirty and having oh so much self confidence is something i do well at but this was a challenge and a half.
The tasks at hand...
So it turns out this hillbilly had been away from the country for a wee bit too long.
As the office closed and we all headed away there were plans everywhere, busy as a bee some would say.
So the summer holidays (if you can call them that with all the rain) was full of multiple activities: a summer romance (cause I'm such a stunner in that department after all), heading to Te Anau for new years and taking an interest in hedgehogs.
In order it was an odd combination.
Christmas was Christmas.
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