One week it's winter, and the next it's spring! From cold and bleak to balmy and blossom in what seems like a few hours, but it's probably a few days. It happens every year and every year I'm surprised. The blossoms are beautiful.
And the wattle is out.
Yesterday's walk was along the Murrimbidgee River - not very spectacular countryside but nice to be out in the fresh air.
What is it with boys and sticks?