A hot day. A secret valley. A high hill. A shady billabong. And a whole afternoon, stretching out before us.
Sometimes, you just gotta get off the farm. And go somewhere just over the ridge where the landscape rolls in a different direction, the creek contains waterholes you’ve never seen before, and different plants are flowering in the shady places…
Off to the Milkwood bush block, just down the road but a world away...
