Sunday I took off from home about nine thirty in the morning. I couldn't get out of there quick enough leaving the girls to a hungover Brett!
I was on my way to the holiday house half an hour away, to clean, as guests were leaving that morning. I had some time to kill as I didn't want to get there too early. They messaged me just before 10 (as I was chatting with the bull) to say they had left and that they'd had a great time, which was lovely. Most of the region was booked out for Generations in Jazz weekend in Mt Gambier.
My camera came along with me, of course. I turned off at Tantanoola, along the Wind farm tourist drive. So many great views to stop and appreciate.
Joining Claire for her Wordless or not so wordless Wednesday
and Denyse for #lifethisweek
