Diamond Creek, Victoria
I arrived back to a week of rather mild weather in Melbourne but it soon changed and the wood-burning stove in my Godmother's house appears to be on almost 24/7. The trees outside are the brightest shades of orange, red and yellow and the crisp air sings of Autumn in full volume.
While the remains of the Spring hung around, my godmother's mother took my godmother's son and I to the zoo. We arrived mid-morning and started at the primates; we moved round the maze ...