On Saturday, Nathan and I decided to go for a nice drive to get out of the house and indeed the city. After a while urban life becomes grating and we need to get away even just for a few hours. Nathan had had his second interview with a large overseas company and was not sure he had done well. So we got in the car and I headed for the hills. Nathan has difficulty driving my little car - he barely fits in the passenger seat and adding pedals to the mix just makes it harder, so I tend to drive whenever we go places. If we have Nathan's dad's car, Nathan drives - it is good practice for him and I get lots of knitting done :-)
The sky was a bit threatening but hey, we needed to get out and about.
We ended up in a favourite location - Warburton.
We wandered along the banks of the Yarra. It looks very pretty (and we need to ignore the weeds when we wander along the paths cos noticing them spoils the prettiness). I'll let you admire the prettiness.
The boy decided he needed to do a little dancing in the rain
and I am not really superimposed on this picture. I did sidle out onto the slippery-looking rocks very carefully. I have the bad habit of savagely attacking my coccyx by finding rocks to try to break it with (I am pleased to say once I did break one rock with my backside!), though that is usually when I am on holidays with Nathan's mob.
We found a really hippy house that we thought was fantastic.
(excuse the vague fuzziness - it really started raining as we tried to get pics) All the main beams are painted, there's the ?buddhist? eye stuff happening all over it - cool, huh?
The clouds began getting quite serious and settled down on the tops of the surrounding mountains for a good long rain. As long as the catchments (about 20km north and east of Warburton) copped some, I am happy!