We live much closer to nature – a mixture of boat and camping. It is a nautical form of glamping.
a form of camping involving accommodation and facilities more luxurious than those associated with traditional camping.“glamping is likely to satisfy any city slicker seeking a little refuge in nature—without foregoing any of life’s luxuries”
All around us are wetlands and mangroves – the tide is a focus puller – it is best when it is high first thing in the morning and again at dinnertime. We look out the windows of the boat and it seems like we are at sea!
The Smalls are thriving in their new surrounds. Small DB does miss the chickens, but neither of them have expressed a desire to return to our house. I don’t miss it at all, and have hardly thought of it – I think the five days of cleaning it before we left took care of that.
We went for a walk a few days ago, before dinner, and wrote down the birds we saw. They included a spoonbill, ibis, tiny wrens, ducks, masked lapwings and swans. After that we went to my mum’s house and they had a copy of What Bird is That? – it has coloured plates in it and the scientific names of Australian birds. Small Z was entranced. We found the Latin name of our local spoonbill, I sneaked toward the bedroom when they were supposed to be going to sleep and heard this:
The bird under most discussion is a Red Backed Kingfisher. I love how Small Z teaches – I have never heard her do that before. And I am gobsmacked at Small DB’s patience, particularly considering how tired she was. I am hunting for that book on eBay, because I think we will get a lot of use out of it.