Two boundaries on the vineyard back directly onto bush reserves. While I like to watch the morning light filtering through the trees from the comfort of the house, it is usually not long before I take a walk over to the fence and out into the bush. It's always an exploration I enjoy.
This time I had brought some watercolour paints down with me hoping I would find time for a little outdoor painting. No such luck, but at least I had time to meander.
I seemed to hear so many more birds chirping, twittering, crowing - calling to each other as they moved through the bush. Such a delight and at the same time a poignant reminder of how many bird sounds I now no longer hear in my city life.