This morning started out hot, the way the last day of summer holidays is inclined so we headed up to some nearby bush and had a tramp. The air was so crisp and fresh we changed into much better versions of ourselves. The sort of people who give lengthy explanations to small children's questions and identify native species willy-nilly. Afterwards we went and let our toes swim in the cold creek, our leg bones aching from the freezing water and watched as the boys made bridges, rock to rock, oblivious of the icy temperature.
