I Talk to the Trees

Della: ‘This little sweetheart was out to welcome us home as we approached our driveway this evening. We had just encountered a goanna on our afternoon walk in the local pine plantation along with a couple of echidnas and the usual handful of wallabies and roos, and I am currently listening to one of our resident possums galloping thunderously across our iron roof.
“There’s no place like home,” Dorothy…’

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