I am sitting in my old faithful camp chair gazing out at grass tress, ferns with glimpses of blue peeking through the lush green landscape. Wellington Dam is in the distance and it is quiet as the children are entertaining themselves.
I am sitting in my old faithful camp chair gazing out at grass tress, ferns with glimpses of blue peeking through the lush green landscape. Wellington Dam is in the distance and it is quiet as the children are entertaining themselves.
