Daisy has been pestering me for weeks to go on a picnic. Which was fine because I thought that we would be able to get away with it in the garden. But oh no, it had to be “in the bush”. So we could “see Koalas”. Hmmm. It’s no wonder I kept putting it off – it can be hard in the week to find time for picnics in the bush when there is shopping, cleaning, washing, blogging a little work and school to do day in, day out. Monday morning we woke to cloudy, foggy conditions which I thought gave us a valid excuse not to go, but when the afternoon cleared, and we had nothing else to do, we just got on with it, packed a basket, jumped in the car and off we went.
Why did I put this off?
Fresh air. Sunshine. Views. Bush. No Koalas. Some afternoon tea. Some time with my girls. And a donut that was dropped and rolled like a wheel all the way off the cliff and into the valley! A perfect way to spend a Monday afternoon.