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Back
to
brown
and
silver
,
back
to
dust
,
back
to
that
wonderful
purity
and
spareness
North
Queensland
so
lacked
.
No
profligate
growth
here
,
no
hastening
of
decay
to
make
room
for
more
;
only
a
slow
,
wheeling
inevitability
like
the
constellations
.
Kangaroos
,
more
than
ever
.
Lovely
little
symmetrical
wilgas
,
round
and
matronly
,
almost
coy
.
Galahs
,
soaring
in
pink
waves
of
undersides
above
the
truck
.
Emus
at
full
run
.
Rabbits
,
hopping
out
of
the
road
with
white
powder
puffs
flashing
cheekily
.
Bleached
skeletons
of
dead
trees
in
the
grass
.
Mirages
of
timber
stands
on
the
far
curving
horizon
as
they
came
across
the
Dibban-Dibban
plain
,
only
the
unsteady
blue
lines
across
their
bases
to
indicate
that
the
trees
were
n't
real
.
The
sound
she
had
so
missed
but
never
thought
to
miss
,
crows
carking
desolately
.
Misty
brown
veils
of
dust
whipped
along
by
the
dry
autumn
wind
like
dirty
rain
.
And
the
grass
,
the
silver-beige
grass
of
the
Great
Northwest
,
stretching
to
the
sky
like
a
benediction
.
Drogheda
,
Drogheda
!
Ghost
gums
and
sleepy
giant
pepper
trees
a-hum
with
bees
.
Stockyards
and
buttery
yellow
sandstone
buildings
,
alien
green
lawn
around
the
big
house
,
autumn
flowers
in
the
garden
,
wallflowers
and
zinnias
,
asters
and
dahlias
,
marigolds
and
calendulas
,
chrysanthemums
,
roses
,
roses
.
The
gravel
of
the
backyard
,
Mrs.
Smith
standing
gaping
,
then
laughing
,
crying
,
Minnie
and
Cat
running
,
old
stringy
arms
like
chains
around
her
heart
.
For
Drogheda
was
home
,
and
here
was
her
heart
,
for
always
.
Fee
came
out
to
see
what
all
the
fuss
was
about
.
"
Hello
Mum
.
I
've
come
home
.
"
The
grey
eyes
did
n't
change
,
but
in
the
new
growth
of
her
soul
Meggie
understood
.
Mum
was
glad
;
she
just
did
n't
know
how
to
show
it
.
"
Have
you
left
Luke
?
"
Fee
asked
,
taking
it
for
granted
that
Mrs.
Smith
and
the
maids
were
as
entitled
to
know
as
she
was
herself
.
"
Yes
.
I
shall
never
go
back
to
him
.
He
did
n't
want
a
home
,
or
his
children
,
or
me
.
"
"
Children
?
"
"
Yes
.
I
'm
going
to
have
another
baby
.
"
