On a recent trip to Boydtown near Eden I realised that planning or waiting for the perfect time to holiday leads me to put off taking one.
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.