Going Home

When you live on a small, bustling, noisy, overcrowded island, which never seems to sleep, it is heaven to visit the landscape of your childhood where the colours are clear and vibrant; there are no buildings, crowds and the air smells clean.

peace, quiet and a few kangaroos near sunset

a hot, hot, day

40c in the shade

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