Football

Kicking the football around while camping – I quite liked the sharpness I was able to get despite the overcast weather.

Campire

I think open fires are one of my favourite things about camping, particularly in the winter months. Despite coming home with everything – including my hair – smelling strongly of woodsmoke, it’s lovely to sit on camp chairs in a circle, toasting marshmallows, and taking turns to add a log to the blaze.

Feet up

We went camping over the June long weekend to Kilkivan – a tiny town up in the hinterlands west of Gympie. Much time was spent around the campfire sheltering from the occasional bout of misty rain, toasting our feet and chatting.

Spikes

The previous owners (I should really think up a snappy nickname for them so I don’t have to keep calling them that) planted a lot of spiky things around this house. I’m not a big fan of them – I don’t know that they go so well with the rest of the bush aesthetic [...]

Red droplets

I had thought that this ugly looking plant was a weed, and have been yanking it out all over the place, until I discovered these lovely drop-like red flowers on it this morning. I think it probably still is a horrible weed, and it looks awful when it’s not flowering, so I’ll continue to [...]