• Willow and the elusive Waterhouse Point Wombat

    The last of the sun was on our backs and the whole beach was still, except for the sound of the small waves lapping at the shore. Willow was standing on the rocks and the light behind her made her whiskers look majestic. How have we not spent time here before? I asked myself. This […]

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