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Scarecrows? Really? THAT’s what I choose to talk to you about from my trip to the Barossa? You know, the valley which is the Napa of Australia! Gazillions of vineyards all across town and I am posting about scarecrows.
Of course I am posting about scarecrows. Because they were colorful, creative, and all over the place, I just HAD to tell you about it too. See, everyone knows that Barossa is home to some yummazing wines. Jacobs Creek, Seppenfelts, & Penfolds come from this valley, people. And I am guessing the serious Masterchef Australia fans know that Barossa is also home to Maggie Beer and her lovely farm/cafe.
But you know the first thing I saw when I entered the town centre of Barossa?
As we drove past this, for a split second Arjun Singh and I thought that these were very colorful people, just sitting about and doing nothing. But hold on, those were not people dressed in overalls, and that was not a woman who had crashed into a tree. We stopped and went close for a look. This was definitely not a woman who had crashed into a tree.
Waitaminnnit, I screamed, these are PUPPETS. Arjun Singh is like, ermmm, can you not read, it says the Scarecrow Garden. Oh ya, it does. Okay, I screamed again, these are such COOL SCARECROWS.
There was Humpty Dumpty sitting on a wall.
This puppet (see, there were puppets too) was taking his scarecrow to the market, or farm maybe.
We drove on and in the next few miles, found another scarecrow, this time at the entrance to one of the wineyards
So of course the curious cat that I am, I checked Google, and was informed that this was the time of the year when the residents of the Barossa Valley celebrated their end of harvesting season with the Barossa Vintage Festival. (See, lazy plan-da me, comes to know of something after I get there.. eeps) And as part of the celebrations, the residents come up with these scarecrow montages all across town to participate in the Barossa Scarecrow Trail. It’s a real thing, yep, with a prize worth AUD 1000 to the winner. And boy, do these guys get into with unbridled enthusiasm. Men and scarecrows, alike.
These scarecrows were all over. On the streets, at petrol stations, on telephone wires, in the back of a truck, outside of family-owned vineyards.
We found a dedication to Red Riding Hood and 3 Little Piggies, with the big, bad wolf as their big bad villain, in the middle of a recently harvested vineyard. How creative is that!
Wasn’t that the cutest?
What say you tell me which ones you liked too? Would be fun to see what tickles your scarecrow-appreciation bone.
We were lucky enough to get to see this when we visited because the festival happens once in 2 years, and the next one is now in April 2017. So, do plan accordingly.
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Pssst, and don’t you worry. I am going to be gushing about the Wines of Barossa soon enough. I HAVE TO.
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I think I am going to head over to Maccas and get myself a sanger and a cuppa tea. And I have got to finish this preso fast if I need to go to Woolies to stock up on brekky groceries
Sounds like I have gone bonkers, or am I just randomising words to throw you off? Na-uh. This is colloquial talk in the land down under. Welcome to lesson 101 on How To Speak Australian :)