06 November 2012

The first of the season

We had a barbie in a national park with friends and their daughters. My friend is the sort of person who brings a pot along for the billy (or in this case, small saucepan) tea. Doesn't everything taste better when eaten outdoors?

We found a patch of tiny wild orchids and had our first ocean swim of the season. Despite the warm day the water was bitterly cold, though perhaps I'm going soft. As my father always said, you never regret a swim.

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