Day Three. A place to call home.

What a long day. We left our lovely host’ beautiful home at around 8am. Thirty minutes later we arrive at our own (potentially) beautiful home. An hour later, the sound of a truck coming along our winding road, and finally all of our worldly possessions arrive, two weeks after we last saw them. 

During the four hours it took to unload, i saw my first Scarlet Robin. This evening just before tea, i heard an unfamiliar bird cry, then it multiplied many times over as a large flock of Yellow Tailed Black Cockatoos settled in for the night in the state forest around us. I watched them for a while, lost count after one hundred and fifty of them.

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