Some of us are nesters and others are born to roam. We like to look over that next hill, just to see what is there. Sometimes it’s more of the same. Sometimes it’s red dirt and mulga to the horizon but other times …well there’s a vista to make your heart swell.
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Ah, that fresh air and sunshine!
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That beautiful view is enough to make you gab your backpack and just head off into the sunset isn’t it?
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Oh yes.
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Thanks for a new word, which I had to look up – mulga
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Me too, and the first thing that came up was snakes!
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Yes 🙂
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Always on the lookout for those devils.
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Glad I didn’t use gidyea.
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Dammit – now I’ve had to look that one up. 🙂
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I’m sure like an oak to you, mulga scrub or big old gums make you feel like you’re where you belong.
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Indeed.
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