Wet weather and school holidays can hinder the spirit of even the most enthusiastic hobbit, so when the sun returned and the crowds cleared, this wanderer re-familiarised herself with some favourite local haunts. (And maybe I'm proudly showing them off a little too).
A fire trail runs along the valley a little distance from our house. A beautiful little creek, bedecked in ferns trickles along the valley bottom and runs down to a larger creek, washing over large flat slabs of sandstone. I love the creeks with all their nooks and crannies, the cool peaceful pockets and the rushing sunny open spots. Late autumn is not the best time for flowers, but nature gave us a beautiful show anyway. The large curly tree is my favourite- the Sydney red gum- a very magical tree in my opinion.
