"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
The grasses are pretty and the camp ground looks nice.
Yes it is a lovely camp ground. There were cobblers peg in that grass. Had to pick them all out of my coat when I got back.
Love the little turnstile You don't see them like this much anymore.
I too liked it … hence it was my feature shot. I found a couple of others like it in the perimeter fence.
Interesting to see that it's a mixture of east coast and arid trees (is that a desert oak?) out there in Gilgandra.
I have no idea. Unlike flowers the different types of trees defeat me.
It is all looking remarkably green. "Cobblers' Pegs" - have not heard that expression for ages. Instantly, brought forth a deluge of images in my head ...
Yes it was very green out there … almost spring green. We haven't had rain here for ages but winter is usually dry here.