Sunday

Down our road

Passed the scattering mob of roos

Along the quiet local road

Take the sandy bush trail towards the lagoon

Passed the tide and waves

Taking the track

Up the inclines

Down the declines

Passed banksia, eucalypts and callistemons

Across the dunes

Northwards on the beach in the sun

Passed the surfers

Up the wooden steps

Down

To the favourite timber picnic table

Simple breakfast

Return journey

Through the campsite

Passed the tents and caravans

Up the bitumen road

Into the bush

Back on the beach

The bush track, the roads

Up the last and steepest hill

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