a bit of this and a bit of that….as I explore life, myself, the world….
Markdale Madams…..
Have you ever wondered what happens when you
put six women of a certain age together?
Women who do not know each other, but are now
going to share rooms, bathrooms, meals and 4 days together.
Yup, I hear your thoughts.
I’ll tell you what happens…….
MAGIC
That’s what happens.
Simple.
Horses are involved.
And they work
their magic.
EVERY time.
They become teenagers, chasing childhood memories….
They start to dress alike…. Smile alike, Laugh a lot.
They pretend they are cowgirls…….
…..mustering cattle…….…. that seemed to know the game…..They eat. Food so plentiful and delicious they cannot resist, even when their bellies try to…….
They laugh until they can’t ….. and then laugh some more……
They make friendsWin prizes for ….games that only they understandThey drinkAnd play silly ….They shareThey belongThey have funMarkdale Station, near Crookwell – our home for the 4 daysThe Ashton home.The Ashtons built this home in 1929. It became the family residence for 3 generations until sold in 2017.
In the 1950’s designers
Leslie Wilkinson and Edna Walling
were commissioned to create an amazing garden.
Resembling, yes, that’s correct.
A Horse’s head.
The house is the centre, the eye…. – amazing stuff
Every corner of the garden is breath-taking…..
Although thankfully, the water in the pool was not breath -taking. It was pleasantly refreshing.
Today the property, approx 6 300 acres is a fully operational sheep station with around 8,500 merino sheep. .
It also operates as a farm stay.
And stay, we did, in the refurbished
original stone cottages built in the 1850’s for the shearers.
A shearer’s cottage
The light – could be a water- colour.
The Sky……
The gold at the end….. we found it. Or we felt like did…
When in fact,
what we Really found
were horses.
Fabulous horses.
And riding country.
Fabulous riding country.
Whichever way you looked……
….. you had to smile…..…or the beauty would take your breath away.Even the sky was beautiful….. whatever it chose to do.we shrieked for joywe rode up and we rode downand up again and sometimes we waded
We talked to them….We leant on them….We guarded them….We watched them….We shared our food with them…..
We played…..silly games. Or some of us did!!!There were the short stumpy ….legs….and the long slim onesOften caught…..at odd angles…..fooling around…..
having fun
And above all,
falling in love with our horses
My enchanting….moody…….aloof……Melba.Who never gets helmet hairno matter how much we both sweatdoing barrel racing & playing at camp drafting. Evelyn and LouiePenny and EddieCaroline and FeathersLynne and GoldieJan and her lovely …..… Georgie And the team that made it all possible. Brooke, Jacqueline, Leanne
It was a wonderful trip
And anyone who knows me, knows that I could go on and on and on.
But that may be at the risk of boring you, my dear non horsey friends.
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