Taken yesterday on our trip to see the Bunyip (who lives in a grotto alongside our life-blood the Murray River) and yes, the boys did see him, though the youngest (5-yo) would only peer from behind his hands and from a fair distance - as the bunyip emerges from the deep murky water he makes a horrendously loud growl and yowl...

Here's a rose from this morning's walk around the garden. Note the little passenger...