It's the second day of autumn, it feels like summer, 35C, nature and butterflies think it is spring and the sky is winking a welcome blue for winter. So what season are we in? Greedily I might reply, all of them.
We walked down to the creek and the wildflowers are creeping onto the verges and the water is turning a tannin brown. It's still cool and flowing and Dougall loves to jump in.
We tried a new walk and saw an abundance of butterflies and birds and then even went into Koala country. We are less than 20 mins away from the Central Business District and we are in beautiful bushlands which meander round the suburbs.
I so wanted to catch one sleeping in the fork of an eucalyptus tree but got only the blue, blue sky you see, so I really could not complain. It was magical and energising. Dougall was beside himself being free, sniffing, jumping and running into the stream.
We saw a lorikeet checking us out from his little home.It was magical and energising.
I looked out for coronavirus but nature seems unsullied and unperturbed. So I shall venture out again tomorrow and know that it will not be the same, and that is the biggest joy.
I so wanted to catch one sleeping in the fork of an eucalyptus tree but got only the blue, blue sky you see, so I really could not complain. It was magical and energising. Dougall was beside himself being free, sniffing, jumping and running into the stream.
We saw a lorikeet checking us out from his little home.It was magical and energising.
I looked out for coronavirus but nature seems unsullied and unperturbed. So I shall venture out again tomorrow and know that it will not be the same, and that is the biggest joy.
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