I spent the weekend surrounded by great looming native trees, listening to the intermittent warbling of the birds, punctuated by polite bursts of clapping. Sure, I was supposed to be working, but it was still nice every now and then to appreciate nature's beauty whilst trying to ignore the stumbling drunk sports enthusiasts' jeers and propositions.
Then, back in my native environment, a different type of birdsong, and a small offering of native flowers. Geraldton wax, my favourite! How they could have known beats me, but I sure was glad to eat my steak in the company of these perky little petals.
Then, back in my native environment, a different type of birdsong, and a small offering of native flowers. Geraldton wax, my favourite! How they could have known beats me, but I sure was glad to eat my steak in the company of these perky little petals.
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