Hello dear friends, hope you are all enjoying your weekend and beautiful weather wherever you may be. We are somehow lucky here down under, as winter has been really mild with only a few showers here and there. As always, I have been busy with my work, with few hours to spare in the garden during the weekend. Our little potager has been productive, while the rest of the garden is slowly coming to terms . A couple of weeks ago, we visited my husband's Auntie and cousin at a suburb where he grew up and spent most of his childhood years. It was then that we decided to organise a day of bush walking in the area.
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I am not a health freak nor a fitness fanatic, but I believe that balance is the key to a sound mind, body and soul.
Today seemed a perfect day, for an outdoor getaway
So we gathered; me, hubby and family
We started from Kalkarri
Off the beaten track, we groan and moan, and struggle along the gruelling path
Forty five minutes later, we reach the top with view over looking the Marina, where the water is turquoise clear and million dollar boats are moored.
Hubby feels the need to pose
Something caught my attention, it's hollow, it's bare and stripped of its summer leaves.
Anyone for a paddle?
We stopped for coffee and tea with a couple packs of hot chips for energy
Schools of fish in abundance just beneath the river's surface.
Surely the ducks didn't mind, swimming atop these schools of marine life
After our brief chat, off we started the steep climb back.
I helped myself to a couple of camellias, to brighten up the sticks, the stumps and the trees as my subject.
On top of a rock formation
And inside a cavity of a speckled gum tree
Can you see the eucalypt oil emitting in the horizon?
One of the most common native species around; grass tree
Looks like we are back where we started
We stumbled upon a catastrophe of a once beautiful tree
As a gesture of gratitude, there I left the battered camellia blooms, as a memorial to this once gigantic king of this bush.
Hubby is patiently waiting, as I said my goodbye to the tree and my little posy.
I was panting and puffing and my legs were a little wobbly but grateful that I did a favour to myself and feel like I burned few thousand calories.
This is my hubby's old house, where he grew up, filled with love and happy memories.
Some of my market finds, brightening up a corner in this wintery day.
My mismatched $2 market find cup and saucer (left).