Recently, DJ, the Buffhead, and I have been bush trekking.
The State Forest, five minutes drive from my house, has dozens of fire trails you can meander yourself and your canine along.
It’s only taken me twenty-five years to discover their existence.
The Boss told me about a dam he used to hang out at as a kid. Yesterday, we happened upon it.
On a weirdly related note, you’ve probably never seen a Fork and Knife plant before. One finds them in State Forests.
Now you know where your cutlery comes from.
The Buffhead loves our traipsing.
All those wallaby smells keep him on his toes.
If one was trying to find some inner peace, I reckon you’ll find it a forest of gumtrees.
When your dog stops chasing flies.
xx Trouser Girl