I have been walking in the Daisy Hill Forest (Its real name is Daisy Hill Conservation Park) since about 1972 and I never get sick of doing that. I love looking for new things to photograph everyday.
One of the creeks. It is just a waterhole now because we haven't had much rain.
This is a Curlew protecting its chick from me. Look hard you can see two little legs coming down from the parent's wing.
My walking buddies in the sun rays
Another waterhole sometimes called Billabongs.
Sometimes we do an afternoon walk. That is our village through the trees.