In the Woods

Nicole hasn't been too well for the past few days, having caught a cold; she thinks from the airliner to Melbourne as her aunty Ros has the same thing but delayed by a couple of days apparently.

So we've been taking it easy and getting out of her - and Mick the Sparky's - way and went up to the forest at Bunya near Albany Creek for a bit of a jaunt on Thursday.

The track led down into a valley and the floor was soon thick with undergrowth.

"I love long grass Dad, it's my favourite" she said.

Climbing up the other side of the valley, after a while she started to flag. So we sat on a log for half an hour while she picked wild flowers (naughty naughty) and looked for butterflies.

Then she decided to stand on top of a tree stump and dance around like she was at the Hacienda or something.

She had to be carried a bit on the way back but failed to fall asleep in the car, and so in order to keep out of Sparky's way we went up to Coot-tha and drank coffee and milkshakes and had some cake.