Walk Number 23 – Goorooyarroo

Walk Number 23 – Goorooyarroo

There was an unusual odour. Unexpected. Pungent. Sort of urinal, but not quite. I wondered if I was downwind of somewhere. I wondered if it was me.

It might have been the stand of yellow box gums. They’re supposed to smell of honey. It was a very warm morning and it’s been threatening to rain for a few days now. I suspect it was the closely-packed eucalyptus woodland.

When I got home, I took a deep breath and … Continue reading Walk Number 23 – Goorooyarroo