Wildflowers

Couldn’t find a name for these!

A tiny posey of wild flowers growing in the gravely soil of Lower Chittering.

We’re moving on soon to see the Silverback’s son at Margaret River, at the south west corner of Australia.

Lower Chittering has been very relaxing. AND most important announcement of all… Aunty Jo gave me the lambswool rug as an early Xmas present. Oh, happiest of days!

We’ll be back next month for the Belle Mere’s 80th birthday. But not before I take the folks to some nice wineries for some RnR.

Can’t wait to pop the lambswool on my end of the Sparrow’s sofa in the Moho.