Monday, 21 April 2014
It took three hours to drive out here to the Blue Mountains for a little break (It still bowls me over that there are people who do this commute every day). For a few bucks, we went bushwalking through a picturesque plot of land that overlooks the mountain range. It is literally someone’s back yard.
All the pruning and weeding and mowing and back-burning must cost a fortune.