The Baynhams

I loved the feeling of walking over frosty leaves, picking them up from the ground and trying to admire the delicate frost patterns before the winter sun melted them in seconds! The look and feel of the varieties of leaves that were once so familiar but from trees we do not have in Australia. No gum leaves to be found or scattered gum bark curled and crisp on hot dry ground. Instead we watched the dew drops soak our shoes and we left our sole prints in the damp ground.