Hello Little Australian

I have seen this face a million times - that same family face but each with its subtle variations. Children, grandchildren all of a same, but each including that vital other family's significance.

To hold you \Little Lady is  reliving my life, my children, but also embracing my present and your future.

Here is the country into which you have been born. Worlds away from your past and your heritage.
But offering such privilege and opportunity.

And even - barbecues !

 

                                                          Your first barbecue...........
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                                                                Mmm....whatever !

Now what is much more interesting is your playground - your backyard, as such. Just the jolly old rainforest where the nomadic indigenous inhabitants lived and roamed thousands of years ago.

Stepping a few yards from your basement we take the path through the forest and come to your Daddy's construction technology, especially for Nana's somewhat delicate trekking abilities.

 This is it - hang on to the rails Nana !
 
 

                                  Made by hand from bamboo and twine - wonders never cease !

And here we have it Little Lady - your very own watering hole !

 

An ancient watering hole within the area of nomadic travel of a particular tribe thousands of years ago and thought to be a site for females as a birthing pool. The rock formation is from volcanic eruptions and the waterfall from the creek running through it.