On the Tablelands and heartily sick of motels. The main reason I moved out of Marvellous Melbourne was to get away from Other People. For the past couple of weeks, I've been stuck in even closer proximity to Other People and I have just about had enough. Well, I've had more than enough. Time for a spot of solitude.
Can't wait to settle into my new place, which (hopefully) will be sometime next week. Things are a little less organised than they could be. (Through no fault of mine or the Far North Queensland contingent.) In the meantime, here's a couple of photos of the garden of the Tropical Snail Shell.