Moving On

I am sitting at Cafe Rockabella in Robertson tonight (surrrounded by noisy children - but in fairness, their parents are paying customers, and I know they will all go home early).

This morning I handed in the keys to the house I have called home for 13 years.

That is a scary thing to do.

So Lulu is asleep in the car.
Robertson has not disappointed me, however. We just had a cloudburst event.

This gives me confidence that Life in Robertson will continue, as normal after I have left the Village.

OF COURSE IT WILL..........

Sawfly guarding eggs at same time as last year.

https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10153623725144829.1073742022.809229828&type=1&l=491e935fb5

Please read the notes on the various pictures posted at that Facebook Album.
Anyone can read the notes on pictures when you open the various pictures.

A Big Round for Ozzie