When we left for the seashore, the weather report assured us there was only a 10% chance of rain.

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He’s Okay.

I hadn’t touched my camera in twenty days, but I just had to document this shiner.

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Make room, not war.

I need everyone to move back!

Bus Driver

There’s no more room!

Passenger

This is John’s Cuddle Bus! C’mon! EVERYONE gets a cuddle!

Bus Driver

He Fills His Head With Culture

I love that the State Library of Queensland is hosting this series of events and blogging about it.

So: that’s a year, then.

Well, hello.

Why yes, we have been in Australia for a year now.

Are we older? Yes. Wiser? Maybe. At the very least, we now know which way is home, and home is across the Pacific for kilometres and miles, until we’re in the Pacific Northwest again. We won’t get there for another five months or so. In the meantime, there’s still heaps to see, more to do and more often.

A roundup of past adventures:

90-Day Review

Swimming, Noosa

If a picture is worth a thousand words, then I have 51,000 words to share. In the form of pictures.

Speaking of mothers

Harry’s Hut Campground, Upper Noosa River, Great Sandy National Park

My short memory, or, why this post doesn’t have a picture.

Playing to our strengths.

Aww.