last days of holiday

Our last days at Yarrambat were every bit as wonderful as the others. We celebrated the last full day with a picnic in the 'garden'. It's about two acres to romp around, in(not counting the bottom field.

Twinkle's first picnic

no flies, just pesky pups

tigs and the 'sabre tooth cat tooth'! he did his full Nigel Marven impersonation too.

look carefully, it's a heart shaped patch of grass. Tigs yelled, "Quick take a photo of the grass heart!". he's my offical deputy blogger.

run free sweet boy!

she's so lovely

crawling

pouncing

now watch this mummy!

oops tumble-time!

Tiggy is an entomologist in the making and out of nowhere found this sticky friend by the dam

have a look at those country finger nails!

believe me they were well scrubbed in the tub

so gentle with the delicate little creature and then we set him free again

one last sunrise before we left for the big smoke