escape artists

Oh yessirree.

A last minute bolt. Our favourite, favourite rabbit hole. 

Where else can you

:: ride your bike in your jarmies?

 

:: run through the garden and pick up the fallen lemons…

… and thrown the rotten ones…

…over the fence? (This one)

 

:: Where else would we be spending the afternoon having a stack of fun exploring out the back?

 

:: Only here, this place, on the hill and in the paddocks I grew up in.

Deep breath.

And everything's good.

xxx