Happy New Year - we are camping, admittedly in style as there is an apple mac sitting eagerly nearby just in case I can sneak away from the crowds and blog. We are at my sister's place nestled in the Strathbogie Ranges with our new tent pitched in nature, safely away from the surrounding eucalyptus trees who are only too happy to share their limbs with our gossamer roof. However, we are still close enough to these soaring dinosaurs that on waking we were sleepy-eyed witnesses to the morning cascade of gold pouring from their branches to the waiting earth. And like the earth, Jonno and I lay in bed, waiting for Lucy to stumble out in her nightgown clutching two cups of steaming tea. And she did.