Glorious mud

Mud beside the road in Burradoo. All it takes is clay, rain and heavy vehicles from the construction site across the road.

It reminded me of Flanders and Swann and the Hippopotamus song:
 
Mud, mud, glorious mud
Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood
So follow me, follow
Down to the hollow
And there let us wallow in glo-o-o-o-o o orious mud!