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MY JOURNEY TO ORANGE
What a glorious morning to journey! The sun shone bright; its golden orb was paled by the white glow that glimmered. I took a local train to Blacktown, took off there to catch the XPT Train to Orange. Securing a window seat, I was the only passenger bound west. All seating arrangement was implemented for social distancing. This time, the sun rose through the mist and everything was looking fine and visible.
On the way the scenery remained the same, but farm stocks grew more in numbers unlike before; thriving in a pristine world of pure air and abundance of naturally grown green feeds and water. Rainfall teems on regular intervals that fills the billabong. The train arrived few minutes late in Orange. Having not travelled in a long while, I took off at Blayney by mistake as I didn't hear the announcement on board. The Steward who saw me came to my rescue.
My daughter's little family was there at the station to pick me up. We decided a take away lunch for a quick bite at home. I was feeling jubilant to see my baby granddaughter at last! She's having a piggyback ride on her Dad's broad shoulders and gave me that curious look asking "who's this little dwarf lady?"
Our weekend was packed with social dining arrangements. Only few people came due to number restrictions. I relished the home-cooked Lamb Shank dish and some roasts meat and veggies. Sunday was freezing. The old folks, the Godfather, Zana and her parents gathered to dine at Robinhood Hotel. There we celebrated her First Birthday with balloons and birthday cake after a scrumptious lunch. The little celebrant looked so tired. She didn't know what's going on, rubbed her eyes and cried as we sang Happy Birthday!
What a glorious morning to journey! The sun shone bright; its golden orb was paled by the white glow that glimmered. I took a local train to Blacktown, took off there to catch the XPT Train to Orange. Securing a window seat, I was the only passenger bound west. All seating arrangement was implemented for social distancing. This time, the sun rose through the mist and everything was looking fine and visible.
On the way the scenery remained the same, but farm stocks grew more in numbers unlike before; thriving in a pristine world of pure air and abundance of naturally grown green feeds and water. Rainfall teems on regular intervals that fills the billabong. The train arrived few minutes late in Orange. Having not travelled in a long while, I took off at Blayney by mistake as I didn't hear the announcement on board. The Steward who saw me came to my rescue.
My daughter's little family was there at the station to pick me up. We decided a take away lunch for a quick bite at home. I was feeling jubilant to see my baby granddaughter at last! She's having a piggyback ride on her Dad's broad shoulders and gave me that curious look asking "who's this little dwarf lady?"
Our weekend was packed with social dining arrangements. Only few people came due to number restrictions. I relished the home-cooked Lamb Shank dish and some roasts meat and veggies. Sunday was freezing. The old folks, the Godfather, Zana and her parents gathered to dine at Robinhood Hotel. There we celebrated her First Birthday with balloons and birthday cake after a scrumptious lunch. The little celebrant looked so tired. She didn't know what's going on, rubbed her eyes and cried as we sang Happy Birthday!