Passing by a field of canola, I guess it is, or rape as it used to be known. When I drove up, there was a carload of little old ladies who had also stopped to take photos.They were thinking that they had to get off the road to let me pass, but I got out of my car. "Oh, it's a foreigner!" they kept repeating...
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Rape
Passing by a field of canola, I guess it is, or rape as it used to be known. When I drove up, there was a carload of little old ladies who had also stopped to take photos.They were thinking that they had to get off the road to let me pass, but I got out of my car. "Oh, it's a foreigner!" they kept repeating...
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Very nice, I've never seen a field of such brightly coloured flowers/plants before.
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