Today we went for a drive to have a look at a property we're interested in at Mosgiel. It has everything we've been dreaming of for all these years, stuck in our townhouse, and just down the road is the local preschool and school. Even Bern seems impressed. With its proximity to a trout fishing stream. Glad to see we have our priorities in order.
With rain clouds looming as we arrived home, I took the kids for run around at the playground around the corner. Where Grace promptly discovered 'mushrooms' growing under a tree, which she wanted to pick and cook for dinner. Given that they were actually toadstools (now I'm no expert, but given that they were fluorescent yellow, I was pretty sure), I was rather reluctant to add food poisoning to our list of new experiences. So we gathered Douglas Fir pinecones for a fire instead. Much healthier.
And just in case you are confused, yes, it is Summer. Sunscreen and icecream one day, winter woolies and open fires the next...
