Sweeping up the curve of Milton Park’s driveway and through the parkland doesn’t prepare first time visitors for the grandeur of the Federation mansion and its English style gardens.
Awake at 6:30 the lake was silver with a light mist just beginning to descend. At least 8 black swans glided past looking like little ‘nessies’ as the mist closed in. Ten minutes later the sun set everything golden and the mist lifted again. With our very generous breakfast on the veranda, blue skies and birdlife, we didn’t want to leave.