It was so good to be back here yesterday after the whirlwind of activities over the last few weeks. Winter is meant to be a time to turn inwards and contemplate but I was far too busy for any deep thoughts. Coming here, seeng the creek and slowing down was just what I needed. I even saw my first wattle blossom for the season.
We were blessed with the presence of a flock of yellow tailed black cockatoos. We've been hearing them here recently and have occasionally seen them flying in the distance, black specks against a grey sky. Today we saw one flying past us quite low to land in a tree. And then another and another and another. It was magic.