This morning, pulling out of the driveway, I disturbed three roos who had been feeding the long paddock.
How rude of me.
They took off, parallel to the road, so we all cruised towards the corner at about 40klms an hour. For what seemed like ages I was in my own little mini documentary as I could look just out my window and see their amazing legs and tails and heads and paws bounding along right *there*. They tired of the game fairly quickly and cut across through the fence and off towards the water hole.
The whole thing lasted for only a minute or two, but it's been with me all day. This is exactly what is brilliant about being in the country.
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