Beautiful day yesterday, our friend invited us out to his property.
I love this treatment that a newcomer gets, these displays of hospitality and sharing, getting taken on great wanders around properties, to secret waterfalls and paths that meander through forests of old blue gums and gaping wombat holes. With the commentary of how and why and when things began and all the rich details involved in knowing the land you own. I revere this knowledge and find it refreshing that a love for the land can be so multi layered. After our walk around the escarpments  that look out through a deep gorge and into the Araluen valley, we came back to have a picnic in the converted shed home. A practical and effortless space, very much a man-cave, full of great things picked up on the travels of an interesting eye. Along with hand made motor cycles and bicycles shining in the window light. An exposed bath, open plan, open life. People here are so open to share their lives, their projects, their garden's produce, their stories and knowledge about the town and the land, the history and myths.

On the way out to this property we found a little owl on the road, and picked him up. He was in perfect condition, and spent all night painting him. xx