When we were in Fiji, we were talking to Lucy - the lady who made us breakfast each morning and served the most delicious freshly squeezed fruit juices: Mandarin, kumquat, and orange - and told her how our orange tree didn't fruit last year. It flowered, produced green buds which looked like very mini oranges, but these fell off a few days later. Lucy said we needed to give the tree some love. Ralph has taken this job on, and is giving the orange tree some loving (or pretending to be part of the tree on the sight of a large flock of cockatoos...)
Little did we know it when we chose Mosman to live, but there are so many fantastic bushland walks from home, no public transport required.
Our old favourite, the Spit to Manly, now has a contender for the title, a circular route taking in Balmoral, Chowder Bay, Bradley's Head and Sirius Cove.
I have mentioned Balmoral quite a few times: swimming, our (non-surfing) beach of choice when we visited Sydney before our move, a beautiful place to sit/walk/eat/stare out across the glistening waters. We made our way from home, enjoying the walk down the incredibly steep hill (making the most of the ease of walking down rather than up - that would come in a bit), the glassy sea and the bright light of the - reasonably - early Saturday morning was a great start to the walk. However, we were so busy marching along, that it seems we missed the whale.
Not impressed with ourselves at all - how could we miss a whale?!!