After a morning of visiting the local birding sites, I dropped into the family farm to grab a lunch with the Matriarch and the Patriarch of the family. Afterward I walked down the road with my sister to show her offspring the secret field hidden behind a row of large pine trees. The field is effectively abandoned but once a year bursts into a sea of yellow, indicating Spring is well on its way. In another week or so it will be filled with yellow and cream daffodils.
Daffodil Field, Moorooduc
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The Gap Year and Beyond 