Kelly Warner

Walking with old fella

Tuesday 3rd Nov Dad and I walk together every week, weather dependent, if it’s raining sometimes we just drive around. I sing dumb songs about what we see and he humours me! I have never felt as connected with him and with the hills of Perth as I do at the moment. Watching the seasons change and waves of different colours hit the bush, listening to the red tails, the carrawongs, the magpies, the bronze wings, and of course my dad making bird calls right back at them. Some inter species communication is good for the soul. Walking and watching birds and marvelling at the tiny beauty of trigger plants and orchids, simple joyful times. Share