Twelth Summer of the eldest son
This is the part of the year that I love, when we are salty, humid, and in the fresh air every day. The tide is perfect for swimming and we can try a little line fishing, of course we don't catch anything, but we peer at the shoals of small fish that could one day grow big enough. There are jelly fish to play with and Alex contemplates bringing some home for a salt water aquarium but we manage to talk him out of it. Nick is more adventurous this year and will probably be really swimming this time next year. It's a dry rainforest that we walk through this year with the creek barely running. At home we search the freezer for ingredients for a curry and rest again in the setting sun. The blue crane was in fishing and catching them. Many skinks were playing on the logs and rocks.
Twelth Summer of the eldest son
This is the part of the year that I love, when we are salty, humid, and in the fresh air every day. The tide is perfect for swimming and we can try a little line fishing, of course we don't catch anything, but we peer at the shoals of small fish that could one day grow big enough. There are jelly fish to play with and Alex contemplates bringing some home for a salt water aquarium but we manage to talk him out of it. Nick is more adventurous this year and will probably be really swimming this time next year. It's a dry rainforest that we walk through this year with the creek barely running. At home we search the freezer for ingredients for a curry and rest again in the setting sun. The blue crane was in fishing and catching them. Many skinks were playing on the logs and rocks.
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