Got out on the creek after work.
Explored a few inlets we hadn’t seen before.
One entrance is tucked out of sight behind mangroves. A creek opens up and meanders on into the paddocks for ages. Mysterious. Strangely, our neighbours were up this same inlet at the same time as us… and for thier first time too.
I went for a swim and little Z, at 23 months, got to steer. That has to be kinda wrong.