A couple of weeks ago (before I had this cold) it was a beautiful sunny day so we headed off for a bush walk up here in the mountains. I feel very lucky that I have such a beautiful spot in the world to live that is not that expsesive (well, my landlord just put my rent up $20 a week - I'm not happy about it but I won't go into that here).
We patted numerous mossy rocks that felt like velvet.
We looked a different rocks. Here's some beautiful sandstone rock which had rings like a tree.
We found a tree hollow and looked for little elves, fairies and gnomes, but no one was home.
This track had a little stream which we followed. It ended at a cliff edge that dropped for a couple of hundred meters.
We crossed stepping stones, ...
... climbed rocky stairs while the boys climbed the railings, ...
... and found ant holes that little Lou so desperately wanted to stick his finger in.
He did put his finger in one - lucky no one was home. Nothing like the curousity of little ones! They love sticking their fingers in any holes, don't they ?(LOL). Lucky we have five fingers on each hand - lots of spares! ;)
Finally, we got to the end of the track. It was such a beautiful view. We sat and listened to the wind pick up and howl around us, watched the birds flying by, and just sat there taking it all in.
And a little snack of Rice Wheels and water.
And of course, we had to have an ice cream too. ;)