There was a slight early morning glow to the east as I put the bags in the car. I stopped mid-way holding the last bag in the air when I heard, off in the distance, the morning call of a Kookaburra. A wave of sadness came over me and I thought of Roger Whitaker’s song "The Last Farewell". “I will love Australia dearly, more dearly than the spoken word can tell.” We have had a good run in Australia with her burning heat, freezing cold, the raw landscape, floods, fires, the incredible beaches, the wonderful people and above all I will miss the mischievous birds. We spent the last few days in Sydney with our good friends Rodger and Robin who treated us to a wonderful last weekend exploring the diverse coastline around Sydney. Roger made
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