The other place that is on the list at Carnival of Flowers time is the little railway station on the way to Murphy's Creek. There is more money in coal trains than in those that carry commuters or travelers so trains with people on board are rare, but at this time of year they run special services.
We arrived just before lunch so were able to secure a good seat on the verandah of the cafe, which was once the Station Masters residence.
The local Scouts association was running the cafe along with other community groups who had food booths.
The train pulled into the station and lots of eager faces looked out the windows.
Then the Honary Station Master, who is from the local historical railway group, rang his bell and walked up and down the station. He is starting to look a little older this year but is still as daper as every.
The guard put the steps in place and unloaded the baggage.
Lots on lots of prams.
The babies were loaded into the prams and trundled up the hill,
and those without babies in prams climbed the stairs to the picnic area.
This year we had music. A busker sat in front of the cafe and the children all danced and the adults tapped their feet.
The picnic blankets were spread out on the grass and sandwiches and packed lunches made their appearence.
I noticed some Dad's were left with the children whilst Mum went to get food.
It is unseasonably hot here. There should still be cool mornings and evenings but summer has arrived early. Some of the flowers arrived early, some were burnt by the sun but in this sheltered gully they all sat up and looked their best.
We drove away out into the country side. It is very dry. Looks as though we are heading for another drought. Was it only last year we had floods?