I hate saying goodbye to my sisters, and I hate leaving the mountains.
So here we are in South Queensland. We drove out to see my Nana, which was wonderful. She's been unwell, not too serious I hope but she is getting on a bit and each time we're here, we make the effort to see her, knowing it could be the last. Plus she always tells me how precious I am, and how proud she is of me, and who could pass that up? The kids are surprised at how small she is (Katie was talking about Nana-in-the-pocket yesterday) and amused that Mum (who is incredibly ancient) actually has a grandmother!
A few pictures to share and then I have to go help pack up the car.