Driving through rural Australia you will always see ruins and outbuildings which I find fascinating. I always wonder about the stories that these thick stone walls could tell if only they could talk. I’m intrigued to know when they were built, who lived there and the lives lived in them before they were abandoned.
We have just marked Fathers Day again in Australia on the first Sunday in September and for us that means it’s celebrated the way many dads would want. The time is spent very simply, surrounded by family and pets, outdoors around a campfire, burning some BBQ meat over flames, with a nice bottle of red to share with gathered family and friends.
The changing seasons are always very noticeable in the Adelaide Hills. Where I live is only around 40 kilometres from Adelaide but has a very rural feel and lifestyle about it. After the blaze of autumn colour we gradually slip into winter and a grey coat of fog and drizzle descends.